bobby & whitney (get it)
benton, jarren
spend all my money on liquor and strippers
fall off in the beef with some ignorant niggas
i can't stop thinking 'bout money and pussy
i ain't no killa but you niggas pushed me
put the booth in the hearse
put the track in the mausoleum
nigga got his brains popped for a jesus piece
be careful 'cause somebody hoe got the eazy-e
i used to pray that i'd get put on by dr. dre
ain't nobody dies if you all would cooperate
then he bop on that hoe with a glass of
ride around in my side of town
i'm whitney houston and bobby brown
no one make a move and no one make a sound
i might tell the bitch i love her but no i don't trust a hoe
are they real sisters? i don't care
my childhood was no reflection of the show 'bout the huxtables
niggas started getting money
now we getting comfortable
all they still sending shots like they did big and pac
yea baby i need a bigger spot
brass-knuckle-benton baby
get my feet on the table when i'm at the meeting at the corporate spot
ain't no justice for a nigga so we go and explode the cops
young nigga tryna make a way
flick the wrist and stir the pot
call the boy sir mix-a-lot
i ain't want to see my nigga laying stiff up in the box
she gon' give me raw head while i'm sitting in the drop
living my life like a nigga 'bout to die any minute
bounce back from the bullshit now i'm 'bout to get it
ride around in my side of town
i'm whitney houston and bobby brown
no one make a move and no one make a sound
young nigga needed money so a nigga went and got it
trapping hard then i'm trapping hard
grabbing the k with the silencer
i hope you do the knowledge
plan on let a nigga go? no
tell them die then play it back
tell them niggas play it back
we them niggas putting on
shoot a snitch like a camera man
niggas just scared to be enemies
switch sides like crossfade
ride around in my side of town
i'm whitney houston and bobby brown
no one make a move and no one make a sound