Lyrics:
Will
Come and speak to me, uh
Back off, cause you all in the way
Chris Paul, but I dunk in the paint
Walk in, ain't got nothin' to say
Drip hard when I
sharper than razor blades catch it from head to toe
if you're shocked, then amazed, when you see me at my stage show
For my stage show beat em up
40
man, they wild,
You don’t want our trouble,
My people wild man, they wild,
They got a lot of fake rollers,
My people wild man, they wild,
Y’all don’t
right
Motherfucker call , Sean Paul, please give me the light I'm tryna get high, I'm tryna take flight
You tryna get by, I'm tryna live life I'm married
check my history eventually you'll get told the same nigga big dogs a damn fool a fixture in the game and I play it by my own rules damned if I'mma change
happy
'til she got this dick in her throat
If you hit the shit that I
Smoke you got permission to choke
Listen, I wrote hit's with Kiss (Jadakiss)
Got
dreams don't come cheap
You've got to pay for them
If you just dream when you're asleep
There is no way for them
To come alive
To survive
a nigga but don't wanna be a nigga. Nigga. Nigga
Paul Mooney
Two Strikes when you wake up
Hope a nigga learn that when he raise up
Everybody down here used
yow
Sean da Paul we deh ya we a sting and we a shock yow
We have dem under lock down
Born to give dem a pat down
Bring it over here gal if your back
everywhere, they talk about me
I'm the reason for the gathering
Don't know if I forgot my shadow, now I got the muscle battle
Paul, I lost my battle
I did
I
niggas know the name, they call me Sean paul
And I ain't got no flowers to sell, breakin the law
Niggas call me dope, 'cause I'm hard and I'm raw
Can't
merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all
Go down into the cellar and see what you can find
If the barrels are not empty, we hope
all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all
Go down into the cellar and see what you can find
If the barrels are not empty we
Sean Paul just show me the light
I'm talking High Stakes
It's your life my nigga why wait?
Man I'm tired of all the crime rate
My heart cold where
me down the road
If I pull up on you it's too late would you, would you open that window
I can pull up but its getting late so you, so you got to let
through frustration
Clean Bandit, Sean-Da-Paul, Anne-Marie, sing, make them hear
She works the night, by the water
She's gonna stress, so far away from
What it do? Ooh
Tobe, what it do baby? (On God)
Tobe Bryant (I got the juice)
Me, I'm Paul Wall Frazier (on God, I got the juice)
Nell, what it
preachin
God damn
But they hardly seen em
Cause they ollie poppin, got the molly tweakin
Damn
Tell me how you settle yo problems babe
Settling all of my
the Heavens sent em
But yeaaa God said he already took care of it
Stop messin around and ya blessings won't hide behind problems u stackin
But I'll see if i
the Heavens sent em
But yeaaa God said he already took care of it
Stop messin around and ya blessings won't hide behind problems u stackin
But I'll see if i
the ground
If you scratch chalkboards and complain about the way that it sounds
Then you should be blamin' yourself for all of your problems
I know you got
move
By the time Paul McCartney's microphone had failed
We were all well into the Live Aid groove
And Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney sang...
Which must
with sixteen bars to reach these stars nigga
Say something if you think you got a chance with me
I double dare you if you think you got a chance wit me
I
that lobster over here by that stake
If you lookin' for some hens
I got ten on the way
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas
I'm an industry virgin
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