Rats In The Cellar
Look here my nigga; it's for your own motherfuckin' good
You wanna keep your bling, stay out my neck of the woods
If you a stranger caught anywhere in my hood
How you get left, the only thing people can say is "Ughh"
I been know for reignin' choppers, bluka-bluka
Been stankin' baller blockers and duckin' coppers
Got a holla, from my nigga Mack 10-sion
An told me to meet him at LA X and its 'bout some business
I flauge in, he tellin' me some busta trippin'
Please let your lil' dog pay this cat a visit
Fuck wit the O.G. and B.G. get busy
Make
Roses
I'm still in love
though I don't care
to let you know
there's something there
it doesn't show
but when you're near
silly habits mean a lot
I've been alone now
for quite some time, it's true
but every night when I come home
I'm coming home to you
I listen for your footsteps
Sometimes I even knock
Silly habits mean a lot
I've been parading
and I've led a lot astray
Why bother waiting?
when you can have it all today
You may remember
I like my coffee hot
Silly habits mean a lot
So you go your way
and I'll go mine
Maybe someday
our paths will re-entwine
I used to say "I love you"
but one day I forgot
Silly habits mean a lot