Love Voodoo

[Verse: Bizzy Crook] Uh, voodoo I know you love it I know you love it A lot has changed since we fucked way back when I made another hundred racks and still ain't pay no taxes Shit, by the time they come for me I probably made enough money to sweep it all under the mattress Like it never happened Probably have a couple cars I never drive A stripper turned housewife that argues all the time Its that '91 shit I got a bad bitch for every time this gun kicks It's that shit you could only play in the Ghost I ain't been ghost, me and Loni been in the Phantom She said, you been MIA in MIA Correction DOA, me and Nelly been in Atlanta I know you still ain't forget me Bitches tellin' me they miss me though they never met me Enough [?] I need some home cookin' Enough bad bitches I need a good woman Fuck it, I guess it come with age Thought I had bitches, tell that nigga hit the club with Tre Sittin' there like I just blew up off a fuckin' tape And no one knew my face Man that feel like back in the fuckin' day Its crazy You ain't even my ex no more You ain't even my ex, my ex said a ex before I'm meeting people for the first time The humble king in me got me greetin' em' like we met before Like what up dog, how them kids doin' Me, I'm alright tryna make a way with this music They like, how you did it without a deal Shit even without the labels this shit is still hard to deal with They love me after they judgment is embarrassing Don't you ever confuse timid with arrogant Voodoo child, misunderstood But shit if God let me have it you know my heart is good Tell em' love is the only law Gettin' money my only job Its been a long time comin' Since workin' KFC summers I learned to only be as great as you says you are Don't you ever judge me for my lifestyle Don't you judge me for my cars cause I worked hard for it all I worked hard for this, hard for this Worked hard for this, I worked hard for it all See that Rolex, it took work It took work See that Spanish girl that don't say shit Cause she stuck up, that took work It took work See that black Ghost when it come thru to its line, it took work It took work See my condo right down town, its a sublet, it took work It took work Fuck that nigga hol' up Bitch I got my dough up Hate my blessings but you couldn't blow up if [?] Stop feedin' niggas Nigga feed the spirit That's Nizzy used to tell me To this very day I hear it When I'm bout to cop a brand new piece of jewelry for myself That I'll probably never wear Shit my mama need some help When my daddy out there livin' in New Orleans for some work And I visit for this once again Never call it first What the fuck, I forgot Why I'm even on the road [Fades out]