Lyrics:
ask somebody that
The people that's most affected, by this war
are the so-called hip-hop generation
The Army is the best kept secret in the whole
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
dressed, to impress
Spark these bitches interest
Sex is all I expect
If they watch TV in the Lex, they know
They know, quarter past fo'
Left
they talkin' 'bout man, okay
I'm comin' straight up outta that chat room, and live from the message board
I'm at the crib all by myself, chattin'
you did
I got a, headhunter that'll serve you quick
I got a, team of hoes you ain't seen befo'
With green to blow, sick with cash and cream fo' sho
*featuring Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony Growing up, living in a panic zone Spitting wicket shit on the microphone Smoke that shit, your brains be blown You
straight from the 90's
I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy
I'm comin' straight from the 90's
I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy
Fo-sho
I'm comin'
they want that smoke then it's Fo twenty
Crunch time, but it's abnormal how I'm making moves
This what happens when the freak wins see, I'm so in tune
Girl money don't run out
Let me holla if you down wit Clover G's (fo' sho)
[Chorus]
I know that you'd take care of me, baby please (that's right,
lightin up in the back row
For sho', Killa Bee back, black we don't need that
It's fo'-twenty ho, now where the fuck is yo' weed at?
In fact..
Cos' we done this befo'
And we been there fo' sho'
But still we instillin' projects
That next Zilla Complex
We got y'all subjects
Necks boppin' full
rockets
Three motherfuckers about they pay talkin' shit all day
As up fo' sho' we gon' stay'a
Go to bay'a
Been take a brought down on our way'a
Yeah,
ass so try me
Like Mutombo you can't get shit by me
Send you to ER son with broke
Ankles like Allen IV hehe
Hold that thought for a minute
looked at me dog.. {*laughing*}
.. and he said, man some of 'em wasn't playin
Suga Free
Straight from my momma hoe, she said boy you betta tell that bitch
the nine I tote
My angels, they glow
Imma ride for the "mo."
This that reign fo' sho
Oh
I press the pedal can't take it too easy
All of my people's pockets
go
I remember then
When they say that boy he will never learn
I dey hustle everyday just to make the fame
But some people come dey think say me I
Ha ha ha haaa, yeah
Gokeet Again o
Tiger
Kilo n shele mama
Sho ma n hookup, Sho ma n shomo
Sho ma n tinini, Sho ma n tanana
I be your real crush no
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Thing-fish:
Now, dis nasty sucker is de respondable party fo de
closed
I like taking risks
So deal me in fo sho
If you want me to fold
Just let me know
You got a poker face
Lady Gaga that's fo sho
But the way you
ladies, Brown Louboutin
Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform
Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches
By candle lit, and that's 'cause
ugh
We flow for about five years ago
When we lost a down
But I had fifth of the game
But I knew that one day
That sooner or later it got to come
blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
up in the club
But I want to go home with you, girl
[Verse 3]
(Manny Fresh)
Sean Paul on the wall, break it down, do it girl
Lift it up, let it flow,
Go go go go
Yeah uh huh uh huh
Yo
Cuz this that
One of a kind it's hard to find
What
Hard to know fo'sho
But peep the signs
Yeah
By design
It's looking
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