Lyrics:
Rich by popular demand
The wait is over homie
Yes it is
A town connect
Know the city gon' feel this
Damn right
Say Toob I know you see me
Say Chris
clothes or jewelry
So when I ask "you want to leave the zip-code?"
Say "sure" and be me
[Chorus 1: Fabolous]
But this is my party
Stroll by if you
stamps on my passport
Told her drop me at Horseville I'm International
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you dancin on the floor
Hey Girl, I
Obama
Guess I get that from my mama
Rick call me wildcat Jr
Know I get that from my father
I'm with the smoke like Osama
I am not with all the drama
I
'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day,
what you do
Because I ain't Judy I can't judge you
Hey hey hey
I just wanna ball and parlay
When I was young I ain't understand
But I'm older gotta know
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day,
Benefit, benefit, benefits
And that's why I pray for my
Frienemy, Frienemy, Frienemies
They tryna keep me from my inner peace
But I cannot let that shit get
(get up)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (hey yo, that girl looks good)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (play on, play on, player)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey
Seventy two, two, two over by the good folks of..
I feel the changes in the weather,
From sunny skies to one of the rainiest days
I really should've known
the houaeoazeiouse
Mark: Wee! Hey, you know what, hang on
I wanna make this like a big golf -
Tom: (burp) Excuse me! Mark: Excuse Tom
Tom: Sorry mark: I wanna make
tears
Cus the coaches kept making me look like a fool
Feed me that's fuel
I Trap with no tool
Key to my kingdom I keep it I rule
Put on the map when I
(get up)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Hey yo, that girl looks good)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Play on, play on, player)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
at the computer? Do you think these sneakers are really cool? Like they're going to look cool on me? And he goes, mommy, can I, can I be perfectly honest? I said,
Hey Prof, you got some weed bro?
Yeah, you said you was gonna have that fire
Ladies and gentleman, better, you ready for a real ride, better
Me
the ocean
Swim with the dolphins
Go from coast to coast
Hey come baby make i rock your boat
Your neck your back
Look i can bend you over like this
I can you
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
HOME FROM SCHOOL,
BUT I COULDN'T FIND YOU. HEY!
CARLY: FREDDIE, WERE YOU JUST LOOKING OUT YOUR PEEPHOLE
WAITING FOR ME TO COME HOME?
FREDDIE: (LAUGHING)
, bounce, hey bounce
Fuck outta my face hold up
Mami Me No mas
I'm sipping Vino Ross
They can't believe the sauce
This straight from Viva hold up hold up
Mob
me
Lick shots at the ceilin'
Until the 'bots come back from the
Future to try killin' me
Nah dude, I'm just sayin' it's true
And you namin' me
jacket
He trotted over and invented a line
He said, "Excuse me, um, do you happen to have the time?"
All was on his mind was sex, sex, sex
So she said,
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
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