Lyrics:
addict itch
So Method Man, you could have that bitch
But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC
I just hit her hard and she got papers
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Right Now, Right Now)
(Cause you killing em)
Rich bitch badder than a misfit
The illest mother fucker
Is in this room right now
It's Baron Jones baby
What more do I need to say
We bout to do a couple things we ain't done
I been workin' on a little somethin'
You know I just wanted to put it out right here
Here we go
Ayo, I ain't here for the politics
I'm just here for
Motherfuckers I said put your hands up
Turn the fuck up right motherfuckin' now
Oh, it's time to party
Oh, it's time to party
Smokin', drinkin', no passin' out
are mine
Went back to the crib to hit it from behind
The way she creamed on me I was hitting it right
cin't no man like me baby I'm one of a kind
Oh
only niggas that helped
My money was thinner than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
They say he bougie, he
the mackin' game
All my mackin' women throw the
Left to the right now (Super fly)
Me and my girls
Throwing long hair and afros to the wind
We got a love jones
Yeah
Uh
Hey yo this is family shit right here man
This shit is family
This is my crew
You know what I'm saying
It's bout that butterfly effect
Cmon
you now
I been praying for this day
Now its finally come around
Feelin’ like a heavyweight
Hardest out here Pound 4 Pound
Two 12s Cranked Up
When I’m
I bang my own drums and
Sing my own song, all of my wrongs are right
Never got into a fight, hit me
Bass, drum, snare, let it go
Disappear like
now I'm going global
You know I got the game right up in a choke hold
DM's poppin' up on every social
People claim they love you, but ain't really
off
We gone swang big clanks
We gone let it pop off
Let em hit the chicken head
While the boy mix the sauce
As I sit right here (Yeah), it seems
(You don’t know me now but You soon, I’m sure you soon will)
They was looking for attention
And you gave it right up
They was Looking for attention
improvising
(Zebulon, Q.F. Da Funkee P, Mac Maestro)
ooh, huh, wow
(Zebulon)
Yeah improvising, certain naturalizing,
right now here we're socializing
I'm in
drink, oh, hell nah
He must be tryin' to kill my buzz
I will not budge, so what the deal, ridaz?
Now here they all come and they got your back in, like,
and the boys asked the local
radio station, or asked the ballroom dancers to come up and feature in the video. They did. Puuh, pretty
good isn't it? By the way,
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
Here to wet your top
So all the ladies gather round, it's time to party down
That's right (That's
I remember never having a check
On the block till I had nothing left
Hit the mall just to grab a new fit
Now, Louboutin. I'ma spaz in this bitch
Now
jux, rush the doors
Here come the D's, time to make breeze and guns toss
In full force, my team'll go at your main source
My 9 Taurus hit bosses
right
I see he gotta badge and now I'm Worried bout my life
A hundred shades of black am I The shade they want tonight
400 Hundred years Ik my ppl
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
Yeah that's right, we're Public Enemy number one in New York
Public Enemy #1 in Chicago
Public Enemy #1 in
4, Jesus chose me to go hit these streets for them hood folks, 4 the hood folks, for drug addicts, for them gang bangers what I'm looking 4, why u
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