Limits

Don't give me that look Don't give me that look I was asleep, I don't know what you took My pride, my ego, confidence was shook But I'll be fine, you alright in my book We used to wait in line to get denied It's only bottle service, they close at five How many times will I prove you right We got too mixed up with the wrong people Wrong people Evel Knievel Don't you pull a stunt on me Don't pull a stunt on me Don't you pull the rug on me Don't pull the rug on me If it had a buzz, yeah Then why is it a dub on me And I got a buzz, yeah But that's not enough for me Right now, yeah, now that I'm involved, yeah Resist temptation, yeah Till she drop her draws, yeah, yeah Hold the D, I ain't got the ball, yeah, yeah Last call, yeah, I have to go yeah, yeah Preach to the choir, yeah, this no gospel song, yeah, yeah We salty, high cholesterol, yeah, yeah That seems genetic in blacks Together, but don't interact Know it starts with our Dad's We keep living in the past You don't know how act Lash out that's brash Now my friend free at last Used to hang like Jim Crow Big crash, little whiplash Insurance money for the get back Get back, get back, though Yip yap, chit chat, this that click clack, get back though In the middle of 5th Ave though We been gone since then though Don't you pull a stunt on me Don't pull a stunt on me Don't you pull the rug on me Don't pull the rug on me If it had a buzz, yeah But it's not enough for me If it had a buzz, yeah