She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that
It's only one round, two or three i don't need it
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three
U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!
Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish
Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time
One two three four five six seven eight nine
Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore
So when i kick in the door, not waving the four four
One two three, what could it be
It's no longer a new jack city
Or two. or maybe three?
That's why i'm makin' money
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