Lyrics:
fly-by-night
Study all day, lay something fly by night
Spent years working, outta mind outta sight
Only poke my noggin out when I got it right
Got too nice,
Purported, it’s reported
Got hit with the helve rumors dispelled
Can’t shelve them, we do it ourselves
Hell, by the power vested in me
Who you destined to be?
Whoa Kenny
Presidential Maybach, with the legroom
Gettin' head in the room, that's the head room
Finna make a play by Harold's (Yeah)
Money
tengo, encadenada en mi cama
Como Becky G sin pijama y yo se la voy a comer na na na na
Yo la tengo, encadenada en mi cama
Como Becky G sin pijama y
in hell we thought, that we would end up like this
The feds just got Kenny Lou, on some conspiracy shit
And I probably won't see Mark, till two
Billie Joe
I’m a dog bitch: B-IN-G-O
I’m a rich ass nigga, you bitch ass nigga
I’m from the school of Hard Knocks
You skipped class nigga
Tell her bust
run that party, not the the NDP
I'm playing NPG, Prince and 10cc
They say the kids got balls by the plenty, B
Sax like Kenny G, any key
Kings like Akeem
B.G. talking:
What's happening?
The Hot Boy$ got some feelings they like to get off they chest
And if these niggaz feel like we feel, then y'all
boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
turns out you was blowin hot air, Kenny G
But you was cool, accepted you instantly
Not a groupie but you had a few tendencies
And though we share a few
of the album
Lil Wayne, Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg,
David Banner, The Git It Boyz, Boozie, The O.G.
Risk Money One and I also wanna thank Ms. Janet Jackson, you
Coolin' with D-nice and Box, my man (what?!)
M.r., my number one fan (what?!)
Small Paul, mike lou, native new yorkers
Chase a.k.a. kenny, and chuckie
And I'd change my name to Kenny G for you
I'd do anything for you
Just about anything for you
I'd do anything for you, for you
Islamic patheon
flows got the breeze on my clothes got the scent of trees
I lay back and blow sax like Kenny G
power blast wiping my path devour fast
I
the street, yeah, yeah
This shit here gettin' deep, yeah, yeah
I got the pool right by the beach, yeah, yeah
My nigga said, "Fool, that's the ocean," yeah
I
Flows got the breeze on my clothes got the scent of trees
I lay back and blow sax like Kenny G
Power blast wacking my path devour fast
I leave you with
G-Unit man, G-Unit video games
G-Unit everything man
When, every magazine stand you walk
By you're gonna see me
Every time you turn on your TV, you're
tonight, what, you gon' come back like Kenny?
I roll up spazzin' like Timmy, hand is attached to the benjis
Atta-tached to the benjis, not attached to these
see through but it’s clear as water shit we enlightening the people
[Hook: Frank Knight]
I tell them young niggas run the city
O.G.’s hold it down,
Killing these niggas
The Kenny way
Can't stop -niggas told me throw the Pen away
Can't stop - till I see ya kin on my Dinner plate
Nigga been a fake
Finna
the amount stress and (I love y'all too)
Where I'm from is what you're worth, what's your net?
They know I ball out like a Kenny A. jersey off the Nets (been
safe to see
They hate my steeze, they hate my style, they always hate a G
I know exactly why hatin', it's the love for me, ahh
They repay me
By tryna
to Luther or Kenny G, its Geto Boys and Jubiliee
You can't catch me holdin' hands in the shopping mall
If I'm wearin' (?????)
You know I'm gettin' them draw's
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