Lyrics:
Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?
[Lil' Kim]
She called me by my government name, Kimberly
Who sent you?
[Lil' Shanice]
My mom sent me; her
as fuck, I roll up another
Then pass the one lit to my brother
Smoking good mary it make a dude hover
Roll it up quick, hits be silk like some butter
Only
Honestly I’m tryna see how that neck work
If it’s good you can check out my net worth
We gon take off like we on the best perc
As time goes by, thinking
don't the know the face without the scars
Without My Pain
Its never all the same
I ain't goin out without my pain
Without My Pain
It wouldn't be the same
entirely, I know you're tired of me
The chronic leaf can put ya mind at ease, just fine like Mary J
Gram by gram I smoke it down like its nothing
I don't
I’m good all by myself so I don’t need no
Bitch gold digging on me, no I don’t need no
Haters in my life, my team all I need though
Drama free;
Check this out heffa I'm a ghetto star
69 Cutty is my favorite car
Chew gets rolled then here come the hoes
In the G-string panties and the sexy
Mary J, that Mariah shit (what you want?)
That Halle Berry, that Angelina, Sanaa shit
This our shit, ain't no side niggas or side chicks (us)
They
to get us by When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gon' lie Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos All
the excess
You guy are old anyway I guess
Desire grows I must confess
Out of control in my head it's a mess
Your proposal doesn't make sense
But I accept
-Hus, J-Hustle
My pack loud as fuck, you sound muffled
Smokin' Mary Jane, my flow as hot as a muzzle
All the treble and bass Get bussed, cause you're in trouble
I
subs were sub 8k
Lost in Vegas too
You stay bitter like the hops in this brew
The bud is loud and funky just like Hopsin and crew
Mary got my eyes
I'm two-stepping on Satan's head to God's delight
So if you're listening to these words today,
I pray that you force Satan out your way because God has
heavyweight
Cruisin' in my coupe, lookin' smooth, bumpin' Mary J
Light a J, say a prayer, then I get to work
Run my own brand now, you should come and get
me on the dope train
I'm the dope man
Cigarettes in my right hand
Ready to make a stand
Old folks scared of eye gain
Out the window pane
They be
It's gonna rain like Kelly Price
Ass up face down
Mamacita on the ground
Speed it up
Slow it down
Need for speed underground
Bounty on my head, for
like an old new friend
I got my boots by the door shine them up and ship me out
They tell me they're proud so I hide my doubts
I thought things might be
roll up the pot
Been a long day gotta take off the edge
Hit the J once I've jumped off the ledge
Got green here like I clipped off the head
jeans, my dear
You ain't worthy to breathe my air
Or stand tall in the pair I wear
Am I making it clear
As the best to lay his head 'round here
And no
into one nut
I was waiting on a bus and my head blew up
And the sight'll make ya sick
Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic
Psychopathic
Thought you
worry, my nigga, get part of the clip
So I got it right back (right back)
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up
I can't hold nothing
and no Mary no shine
Only the cross hanging on my neck
And the devil comes through and I cover my head
Listen to the words and remember what he said
All
heard a knock at the door
To my surprise I saw these two familiar eyes
Who are you? Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?
She called me by my
I'm thugged out
My homies murdered execution style runnin'
In the drug house
What was supposed to be a easy
Hit - now shit is flipped
'Cause niggas died
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