Lyrics:
know some things will never change
[Chorus]
Patti Labelle: I can't sing this melody no more, I've sung it for so long
Ronald Isley: Is it
One two, one two
And this is, the hardcore raw
Lyrical law, never seen before
And I am, D.M.C.
And for all of y'all
This is the way, we reckless
lookin' for that paper that they can't tax
Yayo so clean, I told 'em call it, "Ajax"
Hialeah celebrated when Fidel died
Patti LaBelle, who knew that we
how she be lookin' at my diamonds
Ain't gon' lie that bitch fine ass hell
Ain't gon' lie that bitch like
She makes them birds sing like Patti LaBelle
might bail
Board the love boat, bro, for you might sail
Way back when, back in my prime
Way back, the back of my mind
They linger
We never did what we're
Tell me I'm your only lover, your best friend
Tell me that this moment we have would never end
Look me in my eye and lie to me again
She had a couch
Digable
I'm cool like that, my cash rule like that
I'm classic, Patti LaBelle, Voulez Vous like that, come on
It's only Logic, we got 'em mobber than
the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
grenades the size of Patti LaBelle's tits
Rap about artillery but never had no parts of missiles
Thought you had a gun but all you had was just a starter
the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
wetter than a monsoon hit, y'all
Ayo, ayo, y'all play games, more cap, I don't cap (bring the motherfuckin' ruckus)
I do this for the love of hip-hop, I
know I'm vegan but coming with beef
Patti Labelle how you love and you need
Under a spell when I planted my seed
I'll whack you tomorrow not talking bout
Joe way before this rap shit
Before the Versace floors and the Rolls to match it
Joe's a bastard, I sell pussy for cheap
Make my bitch walk the strip
loved (loved down)
The way that God made it
See, B.O.B. can't kiss those thighs (oh, no)
B.O.B. can't share your morning rise
B.O.B. can't stay this
tux with a suede lapel
They'd never think I used to sling pies like Patti LaBelle
Watching two bitches eat each other while I'm pickin' my nails (woo)
assisted on the microphone
More like Patti Labelle, on my own
Just single-handed, the mic I commanded
Phony MC's don't understand it, and it
Is the real
the ladies never ever front on me
Thinkin that you know the deal, boy, why don't you be for real
I love to rock the mic, and sometimes even rock the wheels
again and we're gonna keep on marching
I make your mouthpiece obese like Delores
While I'm flipping pies like Patti LaBelle, Sara Lee
Eating all
I catch my inspiration
The manuscript they're saving is the one
I scratched my name in
This is by love, to love, through love
True love
Turn
the ladies never ever front on me
Thinkin' that you know the deal, boy, why don't you be for real
I love to rock the mic and sometimes even rock the wheels
the ladies never ever front on me
Thinkin that you know the deal, boy, why don't you be for real
I love to rock the mic, and sometimes even rock the wheels
She probably on that Patti Labelle
Love me to want you
Something else gon' last 'til the Rapture
Anita Baker tunes
She like to take it back
Trust me I'm
(It's young Llody)
I'm a tear that pussy up
And we ain't making love girl
We fucking in this club
No disrespect to Usher I ain't never been
patty face, I call it Patti LaBelle now
I'm praying that I come up,
They praying that I stay down
If you only knew
What type of time I'm on
Hoes think I'm
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