Changing Faces - Don't Go Away lyrics

Verse 1: Chicks call me up and say ooh we done heard You stopped poppin' Cristal n***a, now you sippin' Louie The Third Moved to Jers, now it's like you moved from Earth Shoes and furs You know how much these j**els is worth? I'm playin' hardball, you usin' a nerf Haul the Porsche to the Golf course My Daddy's a mob boss My Daddy fell off course But I'm still well off in the loft Ill fella, Ladies faint during intercourse Control a b**h' mind like I invented who*es Mack without a Goldie hat or a Six-Four I got cash and plan to get more Of that cream chicks strip for, lick dick for Hopin' they can get rich for Up in the Benz door openin' up the Six door I had you more open than that when I entered your pores Had your Tits stiff plus made you strip to your drawers I don't stop 'till I get it get it and get it some more Chorus (Changing Faces) Loving you is easy 'cause you're beautiful You brighten up my day and I never wanna see you go away (Repeat) Verse 2: Milion` For the streets we burn Phillies on To the same streets we turned Willie on Catch me spillin' Dom I was a Don before Beneton I been on since they wrote the Kuran Three-Sixty waves with the spin on Quarter-bills with the brim on Try to slaughter Mils I have no choice but to draw the steel I'm hard, somethin' that every broad 'll feel Like a climax, this rod 'll get all the way to your back I'll have your Wifey fightin' you back Light on the gat Send my Son to pick her up, she jumps right in the Ac' She chose me, you know B., why even ask? Now have a nice day, 'cause it might be your last Stay cool like ice in a gla** I made these rules, you might could use a cla** Tune in to the Mack Let me introduce you to the facts on shoes and hats Jewels and stacks The rules are flat I was through with that before you knew what to do with that Chorus 2x (Bridge) Half-a-Mill ya'll Half-a-Mill ya'll Half-a-Half-a-Half-a-Half-a-Half-a-Mill ya'll Half-a-Mill ya'll Half-a-Mill ya'll Half-a-Half-a-Half-a-Half-a-Half-a-Mill ya'll Verse 3: n***as always love me I get my dick soaked in bubbly So lovely I got your chick tellin' you "n***a, don't touch me" She don't smoke but she roll dutchies She was a nice girl now she exposed the hole in her bu*t-cheeks Ride the pole 'till the nut leaks I taught her how to swallow my soul and spit up somethin' sweet And you wonder why she got your jeep I turned her out in these streets Now she's ballin' with freaks Went from Menage's to Tri-Quadre's, ill ho Still feel Mill though Trips on for real yo I'm the reason why she threw away her dil*o Flew Ki's over Frisco It glow, baguettes glisten like the crystal in a disco You a rich ho, on my dick though Bought a n***a that Six-O Ten AV's co*kin' ya Fifth when your b**h page me Breakin' your Cellular She said "n***a I'm tellin' ya I'd die for the Hell of ya, roll lye in the L for ya Tell lies in Philadelphia Use my Chocha to get bail for ya" Chorus 4X