Lyrics:
wanna do, you savour
This step is called the BRU to the T
Bust the rhymes for free, I gets down
Mack is inside your town
Busting lyrics tourture like
an expensive purse
She get amused by my words I spit another verse
If I ever left rap then I'll get a Mike Jones hey teachers leave them kids alone
I'll never be
you're watching it explode
It's just a day in the life of Jesus Jones
Well I suppose life is a game of probability, at least if you're not rich
You can
gets disability allowance (wha'?)
No deals after midnight
Can make five bills by one if I link him and Howard (huh?)
Has your phone ever rang all day?
move and you stay with Casper
Headed for the fucking creek, like his name was Dawson
Your bitch get tossed in head first like it's a ballpit
Call her
ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over
[Sonja
here
Ladies and Gentlemen
This has been brought to you by Domi Dow Jones
Presents yours truly, Mr. International
Give it up for No Cap Radio Ladies
You never mix business with new friends,
All black Benz you can call me Pac Man.
Cause everybody know I gotta sack man
I got the whole hood shopping
SmackEm (SpadeZtheme)
PreZ-O
They suck, ha ha, LOSERS!
Get them fools off the table, the real champs are here, the real champs are here!
You know
spooning with Davy Jones
Imma send 'em down the river on the way to the sea
My basic instinct got you tryna open up like Sharon Stone
Fortune cookie, like
[Verse 1: Cam'Ron]
When I cook up that coke I'm like (Woo Hoo)
And when the feens taste it (Woo Hoo)
You know the lace it and base it
Tell em
Lik-like-like-like we always do
About this time
Ha! You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7,
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
you get huff wit me
And let me stuff your Philly blunt with this black sensi 'cause
(Most definitely)
We can continuously
Get high like the clouds
Benzs out front Howard
Tell me what you know about it
If the watch don't say it
Then the chain shouts it
If seeing is believing
Then you'll never doubt it
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
and get it, you gotta make it happen
You gotta handle business, living like an assassin
Be sure to pack a weapon, now I don't have a gun
But I got sense
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
like I flicked a switch and now I'm feeling good (Bounce)
No way to stop it, now you wish that you could (Bounce)
When the weekend comes I know I'll
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
the jungle, turn you to spaghetti
Nigga be acting like they are so real
I pull out that chopper let 'em
Niggas see how it feel
Sippin' on actavis, you know how
a sticky ass pound for ya
Break it down, roll it,
Light it up, Toke it
Get high by myself,
I don’t need no-one to smoke with
But it’s fine and dandy if you
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
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