Lyrics:
Skirt by fresh swish clean got the top down
Opps they was pressed now they all tryna rock now
When you are the best pretty hard to get locked down
Shut ya mout, rudeboy, allow the hype
Chatting shit, put down the mic
See, in two years
You're gonna pull out the pipe
Send for the rocks, pull out
the street? That ugly ass gremlin?
Buy some sticky, you got the pillow
Here go some Black`n`Mild style, split it down the middle
What`s that? That Oakland
are all out of time
If you feel this connection you should run for your life
‘Cause there’s no coming back from this black heart and soul you have found
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
a tan, but I'm black already
Your pockets on a diet, my pockets fat already
Three niggas with me, me myself and I
God don't like ugly, you should
Intro:
This goes out to my peoples in Queens. Representing, Brooklyn, Uptown.
Yeah, yeah Boogie Down Bronx, Staten Island, all the way to New Jersy.
gotta turn these Boys II Men
Naughty By Nature, cause by nature I'm naughty
Fool, you better ask somebody
Yeah
Yo-Yo, 199-Trey
Givin' a knock-out
Party people, party people, do you wanna get funky?
Get down, get down, you know
Up jump the boogie, so I've jumped up with it
We smoke weed by
way out of bounds
That he had a freak that lived on that side of town
He always kept the heat just in case it went down
A clown, I rolled down my window
by one, we taking their soul
Lil bro try do diss, he got hit in the toes
I'm dropping yo shit yea, we spinning for sure
We up in the ride, I hang out
gonna take you down
Rain full of sin and doubt
Black Cloud
Well you better get on out
Or it's gonna take you down
Rain full of sin and doubt
Well you
Think he famous he got nothing proven
Black eyed peas she gone shake it move it
Down and dirty I'm getting into it
Linking up with the gang finna cool it
It’s going down
In a war now
Satan come around then I gun em down
Copper loaded they gone have to sort em out
Watch em get a round like its word
Call my Dusk wildin I rapped any time for Black Helicopters
Smash a teleprompter blast in front the Black Sabbath concert
First role hospital nurse blow
bit
[Hook 1: Ymtk]
Come with me now
Let's blow this weed down
It's heating up, we don't want those degrees down
Just follow me now
1st class you'll
around with your fingers in my hair
Your candy lips and champagne eyes
Tight black dress clinging onto your thighs
Nothing really matters in moments like
I lay my head down slow
I sink right through the pillow
I fall in backward, into black water
A cold embrace I know
I know you're down here somewhere
and skyscrapers
Hi greater man in the mirror riding by haters
Could never fix your lips to say that I'm faker bwoy
If I sin say a prayer for me
Mistakes made so my
This is lust, must be the liquor
Cause she just nut, fell in love after I licked her
And I kept goin, held her body down by her thighs
Had a outta' body
it's going down
'Til we drop drop drop drop
Drop it to the ground
Money on the line
So we always on the grind
We just stack stack stack stack
Stack it
Nights falling on me like a big black coat
Staring through the window at the empty cold
Thick white smoke rolling off my lips
My chest feeling heavy
A smokin', long black Cadillac; the engine's winding down
He parked it up on the sidewalk like he owned the whole damn town.
I saw him talking
Settle down, just settle down
Dem man moving, no in or out
Dem thier they not making p's
But they talk around like they living large
Settle down
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