Lyrics:
a forklift
But you know my heart beat that New York shit
Fuck liftin' weights all I smoke is strong
Put a towel by the door
Cover the smoke alarm (Mr weedman)
it to you)
That's not right (that's not right)
Snoopin' through my things (snoopin' through my things)
I don't do it to you (and I sho' wouldn't do
hustlin' smokin', always chokin' in the green
With the sticky in yo hand fo sho
Everybody round ya 'cause they know you got mo'
Wet Cristal, you like
Y to th P me have di vision
Individually no poly tricks
Gimme di gimme di gimme di
Gimme di light!
Dis ah no Sean Paul but
Bust another bottle a Mo'
Ooh baby I can feel it in my soul
You're the one I need fo'sho'
I would open every door
Cause this time around
You could be my queen
C'mon and grab
Binky Mac Boo Kapone and the homie Techniec.
[Mack 10]
Now here we go it's the show stopper noodle knocker
Gung ho 1 O fo sho
know
It's that I know how to have a good time fo sho'
Get my back off the wall
Cigarettes and alcohol
Posted at this after hours
Yelling out I have it
[Dr. Dre]
Hey, yo wha**up?
My name is Dre
Can I blaze some Chonic witchu?
[girl]
N**** what? FO' SHO'!
Roll that s*** up!
[Dr. Dre]
Hell
I rock the house, like I'm RUN!!
Rap conniseur, I rock Sean John velour
B-boy stance and that's hardcore
E-Dub, real name, no gimmicks
Your style
a stranger to drama
She that Uptown Girl with the cocky persona
Went out her way to let her
Know that I want her i told her I - know
Fo' sho' we belong
or else a Riot going start
Gong Zilla, Sean paul, colder than a cold sore
No flaw, so sharp, wanted like a outlaw
Dread Locks, Mohawk, gyal no meck di
need the money, money (everybody needs that money)
Insane, you know? Blaow, blaow, (whoa, whoa)
Whoa, whoa
Sean Da Paul need the money, money
Mighty Mo-Thuggin' fo' life!
[Chorus]
Oh, yeah
They back, finna hit y'all with that mighty real good, oh
No doubt about it
You bound to feel it
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...
[Chorus]
to ask
My résumé speaks for its self, shit I done did fo'sho'
My résumé speaks for itself, several pick and roll
My OG, yeah, she knows, she afraid that I
lookin' good
Livin' hard just like we should
Don't care who's watchin when
We tearin it up (You know)
That magic that we got, nobody can touch
(Fo' sho
wanna cum on your tongue and gums, all night
The bitch drink nuts by the pint
[Too $hort]
Drink it bitch!
All of these hoes do that shit
Chorus
[Too
You knew I was a dog when you met me bitch (Bitch)
Ha ha, fo' sho' (Yeah)
Tell you anything you wanna hear right about now
To the spot, that's where
the freaks (let's go)
You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk
The way that we talk, cocky, the state of New York (that's right)
Hot now top down
out they system
Cuz that there could sho' fuck up the rhythem of thangs
Called up, charge it to the game
No your sittin downtown tryin
nothin ya seen (Uh-unh)
He said he had to make a killin (Uh-huh)
That's how it go whodi, ride and take a livin fo' sho'
He say he kill and kill again,
things (snooooopin through my things)
I don't do it to you (and I sho' wouldn't do it)
You shouldn't do that to me (I ain't gon' do it to you)
[Danny
Dreaming of future reality
Well you done know say nothing can′t stop me
'Cause a so we drop that
Yo - Sean Paul one time nah waste no time
Baby i′ll
sho though we got the club shut down
Tryna pick which chick Ima cut now
Got a fetish for thick girls that's caramel brown
On a hunt and uggh guess
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