Baby, I'm a Ruff Ryder. Hey yeah, I'm a Ruff Ryder. Oh no no, yeah yeah. . Woke up one Sunday morning. At the crack of dawn and, oh no. My baby left a letter. Tellin' me don't forget her, oh
me at the hot spot 'cause I fox, I plots. At the bar y'all, all night, I pops. Is it alright, sho' you right, you can't stop it. This is our world, me and my girls. You can catch me at the hot spot
I don't ask You, Lord, to lighten up my burden. I don't mind the trials on earth that I go through. Beyond doubt, I want to prove that I am worthy. Of a little spot in Heaven close to You Years
