Now parties like this yo God
Jasmine holdin' the smokin' gun
I'm disgusted the murder she wrote
As I fell I'm not thinkin' of death
Man I started to get out grabbed the rope and try to hang her
On the 12th floor in front of her door was one guy
Then parked in front of his house on Gun hill road
When I make my grand appearance for Jasmine
Okay cool as long as the sucka don't touch her
Parked across the street wit' out them even knowin'
I rolls too God and walked right behind 'em
Thinkin' different thoughts still not understandin'
Got out the car still schemin' the house
By the time I realized I caught two in the chest had the vest
She was coolin' sportin' my table
Still fallin' to a place wit' more conscience though
Faggots probably towed my truck you know how my luck
Sittin' there played the role of a slouch
So I could see who bust me, who knocked me out
I wish you was there big fella so you could see this bitch
Said she left you in some hotel out in the road
Got your GS4 and your Bentley rose took all of your clothes
I can't believe these niggas tryna pull a pac on me
I was laughin' but there was more in store
Plus I keep the stash deep inside the 8 pound leather
Playa freeze while I pull out my nine
But they didn't so I creped up the fire escape
Before I let this posse drop shots gang bang her
Yo, man you should have seen the ruckus look on my face
If she don't recognize the game they can kiss this shit
I seen a red dot tryna lock on me
I saw shadow's inside a bright lit room
I keep a guard you now I thought I better
So I got the gat so I have no interference
But you won't be so lucky today so swallow me
They went inside man but I kept goin'
We're off two cars speedin' deep in the night
Understand me he flipped bust the 9 and he split
So I got up all shot up grabbed the Prada
Hoped in bleedin' to death turned left
Money she soaked all of my coke all of dope up in smoke
When the dance was done she like walked back to money's table
Wit' out girl's night ain't this some shit
Who tried to choak, who tied the rope, who left me this bitch ass note
Slowin' down cruisin' on the cool out mode
Laughin' gigglin' smilin' and jokin' wit' homes
Open doors vale was on the ready
And if I get close I'll blow her 'cause I got the controls
Like they use to hang out real, real tough
Playa freeze while I pull out my nine
Enough of that God yo back to the chase
I'm doin' 30 on the straight away 60 on the turnpike
Word up ain't nothin' changed but the weather
Know that I've got Jasmine on my mind, ooh
On some Brandon Lee shit he wasn't handin' me shit
For Jasmine
Get a body bag cause mauh he's a dead man
Sittin' there boo legs wide open
Which appear to be two bodies dancin' to a slow song nigga
I saw her get up and start walkin' towards the front door
Long enough to see her aim and put one in her throat
Saw 'em say how you doin' so Jasmine say, "Fine"
Nigga get the urge and can't control his hand
Jasmine dancin' wit' this nondescript sucka
Made you follow me probably so mad you wanna hollow me
Know that I've got Jasmine on my mind, ooh
Room 112 penthouse sweet alumni
What she didn't know is about the dynamite in the rose
I sat there like shit I can't believe this
Probably turned the burner around 20 degrees
Know that I've got Jasmine on my mind, ooh
I like lougin' observin' everything inside my surrounding
How 7 people got in that fuckin' Volkswagen
Know that I've got Jasmine on my mind, ooh
Playa freeze while I pull out my nine
And 99 bottles of Mo's
They sat there just talkin' to each other
I saw Jasmine and one of them kids dancin' buck naked
I got closer decided I should check it
I thought this kid was alone he had five more brothas wit' him
I admit they had the drop on me
At the end Jasmine is gonna wish she never met me
He musta had a strong rap 'cause Jasmine looked gassed up
For Jasmine
So where ever they go it won't be hard to find 'em
They would surely get leery and scream like, "Bahando"
Know that I've got Jasmine on my mind, ooh
Still chasin' them suckas in the '86 Jetta
They introduced they selves one at a time
Tip toed around the back quiet like a church mouse
At the toll on the phone wit' this bitch Nicole
Thought of Jasmine and how she went out to the death
Just watchin' to see how Jasmine played herself out
Police they would hold my fate
How did he drop he ain't the nigga I just shot
Had my heat cocked busted right through the sheet rock
Whas goin' on all of a sudden it was nothin' no jokin' son
If the neighbors looked out the window
