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"Hey punk, you forgot your chair!"
And by the look in his eyes, I knew that this was the end.

Then he body slammed me two or three times
And he put
wait
While I'm sitting in committee,
But I know I'll be a law someday...
At least I hope and pray that I will,
But today I'm still just a bill
outside, I couldn't believe my eyes
He was in Bill's arms breathin hard and french kissin

I was ready for Mary, Susan, Helen and Jane
When all the time
a plenty of
So come on down have a look around at rich folks living in a poor folks town

We got no carpets on the floor we've got wall to wall love who
[Slug]
(I pledge allegiance to Budweiser and free drugs)
Peace to Rick James, Anna Nicole Smith, Bill Clinton
and Motley Crue
And anyone else who has
Well, it was just like that that day when I set out to look for Bill.

Oh, the awful hush that seemed to crush me down on every hand,
As I blundered
by dumpin'
If anybody owe me somethin', then I strongly suggest you run it
Yall better respect the bill collecta
Or you'll get chin checked like
a plenty of
So come on down have a look around at rich folks living in a poor folks town

We got no carpets on the floor we've got wall to wall love who
long wait
While I'm sitting in committee
But I know I'll be a law someday
At least I hope and pray that I will
But today I am still just a bill
before
(Knock-knock) Who is it?
(Knock-knock) Who is it?!
Bill's at the door

(Kid 'N Play) (pass the peas)		(repeated)

[ VERSE 2: Kid ]
I know it look
I'm fresh to death, I'm in the zone.
I checked my head, but no one's home.
The mood is right, the party is on.
Looks like tonight, I'll be drinking
coming' from 
But I just met a lady named dinah-moe 
She stroll on over, say look here, bum 
I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum 

I
coming' from 
But I just met a lady named dinah-moe 
She stroll on over, say look here, bum 
I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum 

I
You think I wouldn't have him
Unless I could have him by the balls
You think I just dish it out
You don't think I take it at all
You think I am
sound 
Everybody look what's going down 

Thought of that millennium just be killing them 
It scary like lies buried in a library 
When did state pen
(Guess who's back)

I got the skills to pay the bills
I don't pop pills but I send chills
Up your spine when I rhyme
I get wicked, you got a booger,
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
DJ Mia
Uh, uh, uh

Who can be the boss?
Look up to the Cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path
security guards, just me an' the Squad
I got love, a cat got checked by a fan
Holdin' me down, I got street respect

Love is when true fans who don't believe
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if you tell me
wouldn't go?
(Ho-ho-ho) who wouldn't go?
Up on the housetop, click-click-click
Down through the chimney with the good St. Nick

Look in the stocking
and William
And their little daughter sue

Now Mary was just a plain mother
And bill was just a usual dad
And they had their little family quarrels
(Like
time somebody checked you, you bitch ass punk
I heard you slapped ya woman cause she told ya the truth
Real niggas, bring out the ho in you
Us pimp
and William
And their little daughter sue

Now Mary was just a plain mother
And bill was just a usual dad
And they had their little family quarrels
(like
two of them girls
'Cause that just what I'm used to
I mean that, the first that look my way
Just goin' get splack packed

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