I've been coming home late night. I've been sleeping past day light. I'm waking up you're not by my side. Baby that ain't right. I wanna be there with you. I really do be missing you. Everything
trunk. Mr. Miyagi, tats on my body (yeah). Racks up the party (uh). Facts say I got it (yeah). Crashed the Bugatti (skrt skrt). Crashed the Bugatti (skrt). QC murder ain't no Gotti (QC). Sh, don't tell
. That sh-t look like a toupee . I get what you get in 10 years, in two days . Ladies love me . I'm on my cool J . If you get what I get what would you say . She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi . And them
my cool J . If you get what I get what would you say . She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi . And them suicide doors, Hari Kari . Look at me now, look at me now . Oh, I'm getting paper . Look at me now . Oh
dirt, leave em leaking rasberry flavored ice tea. My G, kill him and take his ID. I'm a renegade like E-M-I-N-E-M and Ja-Y-Z. Bitch it's karate, it's Mr. Miyagi mixed with Issey Miyake. Smell that
-Mister Miyagi, I want them Kenwood woofers. Say that you got me if not, I'll dig in your drawer for it. The swap meet was the bulls' eye like Tauruses. Murder was the melody you should know what the