Yo, I just don't understand Lately, it seems like, I don't know It just seems like, it seems like Everybody wants My style, my life, my blood My shoes, my clothes, my gear My watch, my rings, my chain My cars, my money, my home My body, my sweat, my tears My power, my fame, my strength My shit, my this, my that Bitches, please If you don't stop, someone's gonna find your ass dead (This is a warning) Someone's gonna poison your food (This is a warning) Someone's puttin' tags on your toes (This is a warning) Someone better pray for you (This is a warning) Someone's gonna get your keys (This is a warning) Someone's gonna open your door (This is a warning) Someone's gonna creep in your house (This is a warning) And put the straight in your mouth This is a woman's threat (This is a woman's) Have you ever heard the story About the mafia tip? See Big Poppa was shot A long, long, long, long time ago And when he was killed He left me with the throne And now it seems like Everyone wants my blood If you don't stop, someone's gonna find your ass dead (This is a warning) Someone's gonna poison your food (This is a warning) Someone's puttin' tags on your toes (This is a warning) Someone better pray for you (This is a warning) Someone's gonna get your keys (This is a warning) Someone's gonna open your door (This is a warning) Someone's gonna creep in your house (This is a warning) And put the straight in your mouth Don't stop, no no You'll be sorry Keep doin' it, you'll see You'll be cryin' I know, whatchu doin' 'Cause I'm watchin' Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh ... © R KELLY PUBLISHING INC; ZOMBA SONGS INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com