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Adam like Yolanda
Young Money Cash Money Obama
It's fuck the world no condom
If he twisted, I'll unwind him
And this pistol came with a silence,
Adams, dear Mr. Adams
I've been presented with a new son by the noble stork
So I am going to celebrate and pop the cork
With all the Livingstons
we stay on point like Stacey Adams (Dogghouse!)
I'm bumpin' parliament and then Yolanda Adams
I'm just dippin' that's all, I'm just dippin'
D-A
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
Dem-dem-dem-dem-free-dem-dem-free-dem-free-free-free-dem

I’m so tangy, people call me Mathangi
Goddess of word, bitches I’mma keep it banging
Truth is like a rotten tooth, you gotta spit it out!
Let
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
are just about to start

You been scraping bottom long enough
Pushed and pulled by every "all-the-way" guy, yeah
But now I'm here to shelter you
Have a little of prosperity and then some
Livin' my life handsome, has always been a dream but
Now it's time to really achieve by all means (Bust it)
a beat, bobbing free-wheeling guy,
But this lean Adam Green found this motel is how I get by,

I got a hole in my berol Cheryl,
She let me out in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
information
Just a little additive to your education
I live my life by the code of the funk
600-watt AMP. 18s in the trunk
When I'm on the streets ya gotta
Come on and make room 

Cause I'm hookin up the audible shroom, are you a buyer 

Shit, god damn, what's the plan, here's the plan 

Get high, get by any
(Dem-dem-dem-free-freekdom)

I’m so tangy, people call me Mathangi
Goddess of word, bitches I’m a keep it banging
Truth is like a rotten tooth, you
my room until I rip the carpet
I'm fit to start up this next millennium
Swingin the grappling hook at cackling crooks to finish em
The city dweller
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
pigs, magnums, crack, bag baby, roach bait 
Pristine kicks spread in the iris of the needle (Just for my people)
I’m a thread the needle (just for my
know I'm high flickin' ashes
At police while I'm ridin' by I'm ghetto I don't fear
Is deeper than love if you want to get it nigga then 
Come on nigga
in a low low frontin
It's free will emotion you know I'm high flickin' ashes
At police while I'm ridin' by I'm ghetto I don't fear
Is deeper than
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
infinity?
I destroy that philosophy wit a eight
Now let's build, you rappers are no frills
I'm down by law, you sucka emcees sweatin' me for a funky fresh
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
freaks from my highschool days
B. Adams, do you still love me?
'cause ya first born is strugglin' and it's hard to stay drug free
Cock back loaded