Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But what comes around goes around
Bitch, you get no love, no love, no love
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game, I self-started a Roc fellow
I'm high as a bitch: up, up and away
All about my dough but I don't even check the peephole
Why would I want a wild flower?
Be good or be good at it