Lyrics:
Last time that I checked
It was five chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep, last time that I checked
I was sellin' zones in the set
Make
"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
need a stand by
Don't let ya pride
Have dem yungins
Rollin on you holmes
I'm just sayin holmes
Why be in direct
Don't let Ya mouth
Run bill
Dat Ya mouth
at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggas who don't give a fuck (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)
Old grill smile, wiling out up in the VIP
that?
BEN
(In the darkness BRIAN just makes out an emaciated figure, suspended on the
wall, with his feet off the ground, by chains round his wrists.
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
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
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
all of my kids
Tell me who really wins when you come, fall in the Benz?
So many women wanna fuck, guess it all just depends
On vacation I found out
Who could 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, runnin'
Who could 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, runnin'
Who could 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, runnin'
at my whip two percent tint so you can't tell who up in that bitch
Look at my bankroll yeah this shit thick look at how we up in this bitch getting lit
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
Rollie got charms, look like Frosted Flakes
Had to let these bitches know
Just in case these hoes forgot
I just run and check the mail
Another check
don't care
When I hop on my track It's a blood bath
Last time that I checked You were in Boston
But I just found out
You're in london
Have you checked
Bitch, I'm who they tryna be
Look, I might just chill in some Bape
I might just chill with your boo
I might just feel on your babe
My pussy feel like
mouth
Looking just like the rims on the Chevy
Pimp twist I'm a playa still, ballin' in the game come major bills
Come and take a trip with me
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
Nigga play with who? Nigga play with Wop, know they dyin'
Might just go to Wafi get a twenty, make it shine
I ain't never had shit, not a motherfuckin'
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
Three Stacks told em
"Turn me up, don't turn me down"
Look, turn me up
Please don't turn me down cause
Dis Dat Phat Mack
Just checked my bank account
sixteen bars
Like a four-by-four
Life isn't about who you are
It's about who you know
And I think I know myself pretty well
But that means nothing
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