Lyrics:
[ VERSE 2: Mista Lawnge ]
Now who can it be, you want to see who's flowin next
>From the Boogie Down be -are-o-n-x
With that nigga D, Showbiz
And all I can say is
We should be together bae
Ohhh Ahh Ahh
And all I can say is
We should be together bae
Verse 2
Now Im riding round and Im gettin it,
and Tarcisia told me where they were going and told me it was 38 via Regnoli. So she said “Would you like to come down?” By this time we’d moved up to Villanova,
know is grind
In this little life of mine
Take you on a ride
Alcoholic yes indeed
I'm a brandy sipper
Cold nights in the freeze
Way below temp
No sleep
by the gate moms
Lookin' straight with her house she got great loungin' in her new home
That's about to state I'll be your call mail motel you can
well-rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
Just havin' fun, not worried about anyone
And you could tell by how her titties hung
well-rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
Just havin' fun, not worried about anyone
And you could tell by how her titties hung
us some questions
Like, "Who is D12?" "How we get started?"
(But what about Eminem?) Bitch, are you retarded?
Anyway, I'm the popularest guy in
us some questions
Like, "Who is D12?" "How we get started?"
(But what about Eminem?) Bitch, are you retarded?
Anyway, I'm the popularest guy in
And the bitch that I'm with she is not for the shit
And the bitch that I'm with is the cause of a whole lot of shit
And you hoes you be hopeless as shit and you
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
happened just like that
I'm not saying love is something i can give you back
Me against the world like im 2pac shakur
Bitches only mad because I could never
a big booty)...
I've been trying to find a way
To tell you I am not the girl I used to live in
Her hair don't fall and fly the same way mine do
She
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
me a rubber band
He said Nigga that's a twenty five
Trapping outside of the Cullinan
Moon roof you can see the sky
We got bitches here by the five
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
jolly
Funtime with holly
Send her to make my breesh at parties
You heard
She take dick in between
It's exciting
One hour
Then we lighting
Back to money is
get us spot
It's gonna be nice, all right?
Mama says I can't live with
You because you kill people that's not true
That's a lie she is lying to you
hurting for me to speak on this knowing i’m a shamed
But vavy who is to blame
I still apologize I cant remember what the timing was
Or who she was to you
expect nothin from no guy
She plays aggressive but she's still shy
But you'll never know her softer side, by lookin' in her eyes
Knowin' she can do for
Come on, you men of sportin' blood and listen to my story
'Tis of the noble Stewball, a gallant racing pony
'Tis also of his rider, who brought ol'
the morning that comes into view.
Bluetail, tailfly.
River running right on over my head.
How does she sing?
Who holds the ring? And ring and you will find
the whole damn crew
What would she do?
What would she do?
(What's your name?)
Marvelous
(What you do?)
Hold my nuts
(How you do it?)
With two hands
the kitchen
With some chickin shake n bake
My bitch is takin bong hits
And love the way I bake
'cause I?m a stoner, you a stoner
She?s a stoner too
And I?m in
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