Lyrics:
you're done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night
a nigga hit
Fuck that bitch inside her momma whip
Damn these hoes ain't shit
Get explosive like Osama did
Told that fuck nigga to hold my dick
Fuck is that?
saying Brody go ahead and lay it for me
Beef is music to my ears you gonna have to play it for me
When she get the tripping she out to get the looking for
the dick
Get's the fuck out after you're done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
[Dr. Dre]
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used
One two, one two
This goes out to my brother Diamond Shell
My man Jazzy Jerome, Def Jeff
I can't forget my man Kevin D and the Midnight Express
Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef like Wright
It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cookin' crack all day, stretch!
We gon' bag up all night
We ain' goin' nowhere 'til
ya
Sweeter than Betty Crocker and I'm ready to belly flop ya
Just mention today but for now, I forever gotcha
Baby, I gotta get you up out of
Your
already
We Been gettin fetty
Been ina kitchen whippin Betty Crock til it’s Rock Steady
Niggaz is petty
Y’all fuck wit da feds
Ain’t holdin ya water
Y’all
"Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
"Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
She-she-she-she-she-she-she's every country boy's dream
My momma said, "That drama don't need it"
Dirt roads even out, county fair queen and
If you can keep it, you ain't
"Is she really going out with him?"
"There she is, let's ask her"
"Betty, is it true he's got reproductive organs like a rhionosterus?"
"That's quite
I was used to being used. That was the norm till I
went crazy like Jim and rode out with the storm.
It broke my heart to watch her leave.
But bet it
about it
They tell me to go to church about it
They say it's all in my head and I need to snap up out it
I'm wasting my money on this therapy, is what
city know
You niggas ain't about that life
I been putting in that work
All I needed was a holy church Confessing My sins
That shit didn't work
Now I'm
I is
Listen close to what I tell please let my words wright in
Your memories your memory seems to be subsidin
And I will make you snap out of it
Ya'll know Jimmy was a messed up kid
Doin' what he did was wrong
Maybe if he wasn't drinkin' so much
He woulda not pulled out his shlong
see it
But best believe they reach it when you reach it. When we take Em to church
I'm not moved
One thing I don't do
Is confuse their views for
jocking
All the niggas be flocking
You bet not get out ya body
All of my niggas they wit it they bout it
Go in ya pockets empty ya wallet
Big black betty
Tellin sucker MC's don't waste my time
There's a girl I know her name is Betty
Straight to the head just rock it steady
She's so freaky she'll juice you
God, getting fucked by Hopsin, do you know how awesome that would be? Ah"
Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona
Ramona, mona, Ramona, mona, Ramona
This bitch
Panoramic roof
Make you feel the breeze
Stop off at your Church house
She on DND
Girl, if you ain't got no plans then I'll take you out to eat
Don't
high
(We get high to get by
Doing what we want if the limit is the sky)
And I'm all up in my feelings
But I guess I'm just a realist i fly high
(We get
sit and talk
I know I might sound crazy
But I love what life done gave me i fly high
(We get high to get by
Doing what we want if the limit is the sky)
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