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Well I said come on over baby
We got kickin' in the barn
Oooh huh.
Come over baby baby
Baby got the bull by the horn
We ain't fakin' it
Whole lot
on
Well I said come on over baby
We got kickin' in the barn
Oooh huh.
Come over baby baby
Baby got the bull by the horn
We ain't fakin' it
Whole lot
me
Now picture me standin' on somebody block tryin' to rock
I drop bombs and niggaz see me with that dough by eight o'clock
My feet never touch
Some people get by
With a little understanding
Some people get by
With a whole lot more

I don't know
Why you gotta be so undemanding
One
???? f***in' blew it

Put my name down
And it seems you f***ed up like a drug deal gone wrong
Makin' out a lot, you won't be that way long
Yeah
A little bit of me and a whole lot of you
Add a dash of starlight and a dozen roses, too
Then let it rise for a hundred years or two
And that's
A little bit of me and a whole lot of you
Add a dash of starlight and a dozen roses, too
Then let it rise for a hundred years or two
And that's
the mayor Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Living on borrowed time
Here it comes, gonna rub on it

I drank fifteen beers
That's a whole lot of brew in one night
When you're tryin' to drown the memory from your
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne

[Chorus]

(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne,
and that's enough to make him stay
He's workin lot's of overtime ?cause he's got a little plan in mind
For a hill off highway 109 that he drives by everyday
bitches, more and more and more
More thirsty niggas tryin' to get inside your shit
Tryin' to throw your whole chemistry off
Oh yes, that's gonna be a lot
me
Now picture me standin' on somebody block tryin' to rock
I drop bombs and niggaz see me with that dough by eight o'clock
My feet never touch
led to such
Stupid sentences as "Okay you fuckers, I'm going to tinckle now."
And, of course, the word Fuck. I don't really, well that's more
Accedental
one day and another goofy motherfucker the 
Next.
DJ READY RED: I think it's time you kicked some more of that shit!
WILLIE D: Yeaaah!

There seems
by a bad ass bitch? (Yeah that's me) Hm?

Now Super Socka with Gin and Seagrams and sweet and sour
Sippin, suckin on my sausage gave the stripper some
like some cake, me too

What's that at the window?
A whole bunch of sevens
They're coming in now
And there's a lot of them
And down the chimney too
Hey
Master P:
'73 Caddie with the top dropped
Gold thangs as he spined up out the parking lot
Who he was?
I couldn't see
But I knew one day that
More
Some people get by
with a little understanding
Some people get by
with a whole lot more
I don't know
why you gotta be so undemanding
one
But she get trashed on the car hood by Hoodstock
We got good stock
and size does matter bitch, that's why we slang good cock
Back the thirty eight
and I feel that
'cause God when you really need it, where the love at?

That's why a lot of n****z got more faith in they gat
Freeze that like
a picture that we took"
And it was signed respectfully, Miss Brooks

Oh yeah, well, well

Well, I cried and I cried and I cried some more
I fell right down
She lays her cards out on the table
She always gets what she's going for, and a whole lot more
Got the movers and the shakers
Quaking inside their
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint 

That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti 
Like the body cool  keep the strap up by the naughties
live and direct without further adieu
I bring to you Redman one more time
This is Jeff Stewart and you know how I do it god damn!

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