Lyrics:
Watch the days go by
Pull up on me
Pull up on me If you man enough
(Nigga)
Nigga pull up on me if you man enough
Bitch I feel like Curry how I cook it up
She do doughnuts in my head, over and over and over
'Til the cops pull her over
And then she say some real slick shit like
"I'm on my way by Weezy
conscious my sisters
And by your worst, you will get paid
There are lots of signs in life
Some that you may not like
You could be living this minute
And next
the hardest to match
(I)
Bright rewrite, you're still garbage to patch
Haven't you heard? I'm loose, shook the Feds like The Juice
Snoop Dogg is
I don't like a lot no
I don't like a lot no
I don't like a lot
I don't like to talk about my talk
I don't like the way you fucking walk
I don't like
losing control
Oh can't you help me
It looks a lot, it looks a lot like love
It looks a lot, it looks a lot like love
Plain to see, the Doctor said to me
dick
Too many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
play it it's great, we start of and Bruce
introduces the song and everyone's right there with us to know the words and sing along like you do with a
lot
or die by the shot
Promise that you'll never leave me
I been trying to stop
I been trying to win
Got you crying a lot
I been eyeing your friends
I been
Roll You Up
[Break]
I'll Roll You Up ...
Bring it on down
(*beat changes*)
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
I got my voice down pact, rock it up like crack
Smacked all
the club throwing money niggas can't compare to us
Caught him by himself niggas really scared of us
Mar riding with me and we both loaded up
Smoke you right
That went right over they heads like it's raining bodies
When I pull up
When I pull up it's a lot of bodies
I can't fuck these bitches raw they got a lot
Hey, this one for all the ladies out there
This like that old Kanye
That College Dropout Kanye
This that "New Workout" though
When you in the gym
change the way I move as my time float by
I swear I feeling like getting high
Oh My
I just sit reminisce think about the old times
Yeah a lot of niggas
rice with you
Ooh, shiny car shiny I like it, I like it a lot
You see these rims flickin' on my car?
(You like, you like)
Buyin' the freshest clothes
mistreat
I send her to the streets
Now I'm fucking on bitches tryna' heal what you beat
Then I snap
You whack
You gone just like that
Missing you alot feel
Like I've said before it's 3 things
Jah fam and the music
Jah fam and the music
Grew a little gained a lot
Grew a little gained a lot
Grew a little
you make some funds
I came with a lot of ones nothing else can make you come
Like a stack of money do but let me be up front with you
I dont pay for
Memorial
From the bando to the Waldorf Astoria
If you don't like to see niggas shine, then close your eyes then
I'll be on a private island, vibin'
this ain't a riddle
I'm 1000 in one you can call me the Kindle
You lot be like Malcom you stay in the middle
This is years in the making, I started it
broke yesterday (yeah)
I was rich by the morning (the morning)
Nowadays, I think a lot of you (lot of you)
But I don't really don't wanna bother you
protected by the heat like its cold war
She want the encore, I make it clap
A round of applause for the knife in my back
She got a nice smile but you know
hands to move in the crowd of 'em
If I ain't makin' sense
Then you better sample the amp of it like the bass
It ain't ever been a gift for me to heat
folk, a lot of niggas tried it though
A lot of niggas know I drop these hands by the corner store
You gone have to change your face, when I get back from
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