Complicated

-Intro-Bizzy-
Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, featuring The Outlawz. Forever 
Young.

-Chorus-
(Why you got to go and make things so complicated?) Just 
rock with me, baby/ Instead of walkin' around, come cool 
with me/ Instead of havin' your doubts, come rock with me, 
baby so...

-Kastro-
All of your life all she wanted to be was somebody with a 
college degree/ So up and down that you ain't need me/ I 
used to tell you all the time that it ain't easy/ Puppy 
love's what we had in the past, now you a lady and you full
 of pizazz'/ You tell me that I'm crazy and my life won't 
last/ I'm gettin' cash comin' out my ass/ I got game, I 
can't change/ I swear, all I love is family and beer 
(Beer)/ Most niggas' square, but my mind ain't designed to 
care (That's right nigga)

-E.D.I. Amin-
Now, you can move slow, or you can shake it fast/ It don't 
matter, girl, go on and bounce your ass/ See, I'm a boss 
playa, just like my big homies/ Addicted to money, weed 
with the cig on it/ Now, you ain't a dime piece (Nope), but
 you's a strong lady/ Your ass is think, lookin' sweet like
 a prom date/ But I ain't the prom king, bitch, I'm the 
prom fiend/ E.D.I the crunk king, c'mon do your thing

-Chorus-

-Layzie Bone-
I'm a thug and he a thug, be showin' love to the Thug 
Brothers/ In the streets or in the club we some cool 
motherfuckers/ Come and kick it with me, shorty, we tryna 

get to know you/ Don't need anything 'cause my clique is 
wide; We bonafied soldiers/ Dance floor is where I met her/
 Sean Paul was in the speakers, twistin' the hips and doin 
that reggae shit/ Damn, I wanted to freak her/ But instead 
I played it mellow, like "How you doing? Hello" (What's up,
 girl?) If you ain't got no fellow, let me take you to that
 other level/ And she was with it, with it; I'm talkin' 
about off the hinges/ Grey Goose and Hennessy/ This bitch 
was Dennis Menace/ Pullin' my sleeve, and I'm like "Damn, 
baby hold on. You fuckin' up the Phat Farm suit, bitch roll
 on" You complicate my pimpin' hand, can't you see, I'm a 
simple man (L-Burna)/ You fuck around and wear a brick from
 the Timberland's, situation went fine/ Baby, way passed 
faded, so... silly motherfuckers

-Chorus-

-Layzie Bone-Outro-
Now, I got game, mo' game/ Sit back and watch the movie, 
let it play/ We hear the same ol' shit everyday/ Get high 
and watch the paper stack
Yeah, Bone Thugs. Yeah, Outlawz. Uh, Deenucka. Self Service
 Entertainment. Deuce Double-O 4. Thug niggas. Don't give 
these bitches the time of day when they around here actin' 
up and actin' like they don't know the motherfuckin' 
program. Bitch, beat it. We not on that bullshit. This' 
real thug shit, real soldiers. Respect us like that 'cause 
we will smack the shit out' you. Ha ha, motherfuckers. 
Yeah, yeah. Layzie Bone, ya'll.