Lyrics:
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
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girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
Hummers
Stackin' them chips and let them
Tricks get nothing from us
I'm wit' Kurupt, in LA, you know
My main homie readin' books by thugs
It's like Monster
for y'all
And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra
Yeah, yeah
Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie
Penny pinching I
Alchemist you know me man
I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio
Soon as I hear the track, you know what I'm
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
was told I wouldn't make it by this nigga in person
So I got a lot to prove
To the world, to the world
And to my true fan, this one's for you
That's me
me
Navy, downloaded by the tidals like Jay-Z
That's a roll offshore like an A.P
Davy, Jones' locker on top of those hoppers off the side of the ship
in peace to Fredo Santana
I just keep buying all these Fantas
I don't want to go out like that, only thing I know is get racks
Ain't got no
80 bars, 80 scars
Yo, engineer turn me up, yo
I started off in the underground
From mono to stereo, now I'm surround sound
Blowing through your
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
She knows Manuel
So when I Neuer it’s amusing
Er trägt schartz und gelb
Eintracht Frankfurt fell
Off, but that’s a minor L
Da Costa’ff set by their
you’re not tardy!
Let’s throw a bandicoot on the barbie!
Never smile at a Dingodile
No, you can’t get friendly with a Dingodile
You’ll be taken in by me
pumping weed
Youngin' in the jungle
Really grew up on that EBT
No nigga my Section say I'm pussy cause I keep it G
If I up my pole, he gon' drop just like
shake the room
Sadly you for the streets you ain't never gon jump the broom
Come on shake it shawty, shake it with some attitude
I'll put you in a G
might just go cop it
She got a booty, looking coolie
If she’s g’d up she garn hold my toolie
5 man stuffed in this hoopty, with clips my lifestyle’s
Watch your tone I'm major your minor, a risk to push a G's
We gossip drop at your pity parties, we got to Pushin' T's
Your disrespect has become
this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their
Incorporated, since '74
Lotta money in this fam, think about it
Me wit Run-D.M.C., and him over at Def Jam
Well damn, how the hell you think we livin?
How you
look at me nigga
Come here, know one thing nigga
[Verse 1: G-Dep]
I think you need to know I'm holdin it down
Wit a hole in this town
It's a hole
Catch you on the interstate
I'm tryna jam up the motor
I been like this, ain't get like this
So ain't no need to be scared
Speakin' all that
a real nigga, real spill Nigga
All up in that jam, you writing and You ratting on some niggas yeah
Called your day 1s, could've kept it Solid but you
em should I find myself in a jam
Mother-fucker I ain't tell you to put down your hands
Now if this be your jam lemme get a hell yeah
Where my people
never jam
Cocaine by the ounces and I sold it by the gram
I was young poppin' pills these drugs turned me into a man
Fully loaded clip to knock out ya
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