Sick of It All - Nice lyrics

Yea

But She Always Say

But She Luv My Style

Yea

[Verse:]

N If I Stay Out Late

Im Commin Home Rich

Thinkin Bout That Pussy

On The Grind Got Me Home Sick

Them Dolla Signs On My Mind Got Me On This

If I Dont Hustle Then Wat Happens In The Mornin?

Do The Sun Even Rise?

Do The Birds Sing?

When I Can Stand Ova The Stove N Make The Birds Sing

U Think About That

I'll Be Right Back

Ring

There She Go Baby Come Right Back

Click

Ring

Then She Call Right Back

Click

Ring

I Toss The Phone In The Back

Quick

Think

Shyt U All I Got

But If U Leave Me Where U Met Me

Dat Be On That Clock

Gettin It

N When A Nigga Hittin It

U Luvin

No Cryin No Fussin

Just As Simple Im Commin

So When Ya Baby Boy Out There Runnin

Dont Cry

Dont Fuss

Its Simple Im Commin

[Chorus:]

I Kno What He Does[X2]

So In Luv[X2]

My Baby

Dats My Baby

Have His Baby Some Day

N Its Been Hard

So Hard

Oooooo

N Dats My Baby

I Luv Him

I Luv Him Yawl

[Verse]