Lyrics:
y'all preparing for the rapture, rappers,
Cause all of y'all have a ...after, pe juice got like black thorn
Will smith stay proud, rappers actors
If
We here to slump lames
I only rock with real guys and big willies
You niggas chump change so let the pump aim
Go ahead and block your chest
By trying
a really wooly willy.
And I bypass the bouncer,
Pass by an ex and I flex and bounce her, wowser.
Look at all of Bo's hoes
Looking for a ride on Bo's
Willy with a really wooly willy
And I bypass the bouncer
Pass by an ex and I flex and bounce her, wowser
Look at all of Bo's hoes
Looking for a ride
Willy with a really wooly willy
And I bypass the bouncer
Pass by an ex and I flex and bounce her, wowser
Look at all of Bo's hoes
Looking for a ride
to crumble like the cookie monster doo-doo!
Step in line studio mother fuckers!
Don't mind the Bert stew from Gorgons' voodoo!
Kevin Smith will feed them
do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag
do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag
some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And I drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know it's real son if it's
mi
Mi estilo de vida es un free
Cuento mi vida montao' en un beat
Yo soy rapero desde que era lil
Parecen actores como Will Smith
La otra me tira
through the record
I'm a Philly boss player, a dope rhyme say-er
It's Black Ink back gettin' cake by the layer
by the stack, comin' at us, get your weight
Broski loves dealing with smoke
But the smoke right
Here will give you more than cancer (Cancer)
Blacked out like Panther
Seven times three tryna turn man
fuck her all night
You niggaz worse than Deangelo bitin Prince
or heavy D biting Biggy, I'll slap yo ass silly
Real niggaz made Will Smith leave
door if u bring ur friend
I got my brodie bro thats my right hand
Real shit i'm jazzy like will smith
And the boy getting more play than matinee
Stupid
cakeity-cake
I'm finna wife her
I am not playin', no, I'm not a liar
I pull out the Glock, get popped like a tire
These niggas, they callin' me Will Smith
‘Cause
still need you in my life
Problem
Children
Dressed in the prada
Kill them
If they mess with the shogun (Show, gun)
Will smith (We’ll smith)
To the head
find her, rough rider
Any rail ima grind her
Chop up the bud yeah
No grinder
Blunt grind, rewind
Adrenaline kicks in
Feeble, smith Bs
Feel it under my
brought the 90s to their trunk
One some young Will Smith shit
Put me on YO MTV Raps! and I'd be a hit
If Biggie were alive he'd slap this in the Sentra
the knock on my hip
Will Smith, I like to get jiggy
We are in Boston nigga this is my city
Pop a perc she Poppin her titty
She tryna touch it I'm feeling
and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will
chauffer
Who woulda knew
Man I used to get whipped by the Smiths and the Wilsons
Now I'm in the whip with the Smiths eating Wilsons
You would probably think
just, directly from the heart with it
South Philly rap scene, practically fuckin' started it
Rappers too worried about diamonds and what car to get
Me,
you need)
Pullin' up on 20 somethin's
Trouble with the woofers bumpin
Chokin on the purple ribbon, (Willy Wonka Chevrolet)
Freezin from expensive pieces
freedom
Black on the grind from AM to the PM
Splash up crash up the X-5 B.M
Motive entertainment the philly mob we in
Weak hearts, yo we not them
What
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