The Lost Tapes

Blaze a 50, sit back in the drop top Azure Bentley<br>of course wit me, this chick who`d make Bobby divorce Whitney<br>Brizilian candy, from Miami<br>massouse, wedding ring on, lovin Celine Dion<br>hate rap, told me where she get caked at<br>shes a part time danca, part time romanca<br>tries to be a mother when she gets a chance ta<br>left her husband, alone to raise they son hes in pampers<br>modeled for a year, got her bachelors degree<br>33 recoverin from plastic surgery<br>went from 34B to 36 double D<br>met her in San Diego at tha Super Bowl party<br>had the Heiny sipped it up, wit Terrell Davis<br>MVP, we flicked it up from Sports Illustrated<br>I was silked out, flossin wit stout, he had the gators<br>when she walked in, she lit up the room, like Las Vegas<br>Terrell said our mans a full back for the Raiders<br>a drunk whod fuck cheerleaders and wind up in the papers<br>its easy to get the pussy, just dont fall in love<br>next thing u know im hugged up wit this bitch in tha tub<br>Palm Springs, Al Capone`s Sweate washin her feet<br>is this love? somebody`s wife fuckin a thug<br>hittin it raw, tastin it, wildin out on my charactor, tapin it<br>Tyra Banks face is face lift, givin head like she knew me for years<br>pillow talk, she let out tears, told me bout her husbands affairs<br>millions, she would get, if his neck got slit<br>she rolled the equality, then passed the lye ta me<br>told me bout her mans life insurance policy<br>he stays on the golf course, wears Drakkar Sport<br>evenings he drinks his wines on his private resort<br>you can take a man here goes the keys you can slip in the rear<br>chop a nigga up, yo, meet me somwhere<br>so we can make more money, then you could ever see rappin<br>split the cash `n, move to Venezuela, adaptin`<br>P-11`s, A-C-P Shells for blastin<br>caught him wit his spanish maid, he had a liter wit a can of spray<br>burnin her legs, she tied to the bed<br>sex S and M, sadomasochistic<br>sadistic, yoked her from behind, blew him out exsistance<br>his maid cried no, lucky she was blind fold<br>naked wit, mad burn marks, all on her thighs yo<br>twelve point five million, he kept his funds in the loines of London<br>goes to his wife and his children<br>yo i thought, what if shorty gets scared, electric chairs all i vision<br>all she`ll probably get is psychiatric supervision<br>I`ll switch the plan, then maybe fly to Switzerland<br>fake ID, forge his wife name, catch the next flight the same night<br>headed to Spain, nice game, now its back to where we meet again..<br>( reverse scratch )<br>Blaze a 50<br>sit back in a droptop Bezour Bently<br>of course wit me, this chick who`d make Bobby divorce Whitney<br>top down, nightmare, blow her hair<br>sky black, stars glow, the face on the moon stare<br>fast lane on the nine-five, honey laughs about the cash<br>took a blast, out of her coke bag<br>snorted it, started screamin yo we almost crashed!<br>earlier i took the coke out, replaced it wit crushed up glass<br>her head nodded down to her chest, slowly she fell asleep<br>overwhelmed by greed, put to death