ill na na

one time. huhh

all up in ya like a bone when i. johnny blaze

the iron lung

foxy brown

the ill na na

destination. plat'

yo na na so ill

first week out

shipped a half a mil

niggaz freaked out

she's all about sex

pard-on

check your facts

and the track record

i'm all about plaques

shakin my ass half naked

lovin this life

waitin for kim album to drop

knowin it's tight

standin center stage

closin the show holdin a gat

since you opened up

i know you're hopin it's wack

niggaz

screamin my name on record straight whylin

maybe i'll answer back when you reach a hundred thousand

this is ladies night

and the mercedes's tight

when i'm coming home? maybe tonight

leave my food by the microwave

kiss the baby goodnight

it's my time to shine it's playtime tonight

i'ma try to stand my ground

know when i fall

i left your ass home alone

hopin i call

who's got the illest pussy on the planet?

sugar walls comin down niggaz can't stand it

the ill na na

true absolut vodka

straight shots

for the has-beens and have-nots

dolla dolla

real and it don't stop

we movin up

first the mansion then the yacht

sound proper

straight cash get got

bloodhounds

tryin to hunt down the brown fox

the ill na na

no more sexin me all night

thinkin it's alright

while i'm lookin over your shoulder

watchin the hall light

you hate when it's a ball right? ladies this ain't handball

nigga hit these walls right before i call mike

in the morning when it's all bright

eggs over easy

hope you have my shit tight when i open my eyes

while i'm eatin gettin dressed up

this ain't yo' pad

i left some money on the dresser

find you a cab

no more

sharin i pain

sharin i made

it's time to outslick niggaz

ladies sharin our game

put it in high gear

flip the eye wear

nas ruled the world but now it's my year

and from

here on i solemnly swear

to hold my own like pee wee in a movie theater

yeah i don't need a man's wealth

but i can do bad by my damn self

and uhh. uhh. vodka. not. not. dolla dolla. stop stop. c'mon c'mon. yah

it's the ill na na

no more waitin to exhale

we takin deep breaths

ladies take this over

i be fox so peep this

love thyself with no one above thee

cause ain't nobody gon' love me like me

if he

don't do the right thing like spike lee

bye bye wifey make him lose his nike's

hit the road

mami told me in order to

find a prince

you gotta kiss some toads