Lyrics:
who goes to those measures
I'm like homie you know me, i got your back, i'm your brodie
But by your actions you show me
That all your talk is just phony
it's an afterlife, aim it at me, cock it and squeeze
Please... back to back to back to back to back to back, nigga
From my first fuckin album nigga
playin' by your rules
"Sleeping With the Enemy" was album number two
Let's take a look around
And see which one of you all
Gotta balls to put me out
Here's
of a tyrant's drones
So I had to break off and resemble a titan lone
That's when she took me by the hand and displayed me this vibrant show
The peak
So two hours later when the court gets dismissed
Last thing I need is gettin' dissed by these bitches
Out here begging me for some cheddar biscuits
platinum again
Niggas doing, niggas ain't even platinum yet right, oh shit bout to make
Yo I'm trying to bring that shit back, kill these niggas
Let me see
thrown around'
But that's alright, but they get that with the
Adam and Pam cuddle on the chair
Hear twenty songs, Gareth sings karaoke
Chris kicks back
into it
Two separate albums dissin', I just did a Kim to it, nigga, skim through it
Me and Savage had the hoes drippin' wet at shows, almost had
attempt over and over that week to catch me in acts of Verbal plagiarism or
Insult me, only to always be bested by my quick and always razor Honed
holmes I'm back on my shit
I don't mangle I'm like Pringles stackin my chips
Clappin' my fifth you the test me types
Comin' out wit a blade and get
from me
And over here we call em suckas we don't call em opps
Over here we call shots we aint calling cops
Chris Paul to the Rockets wit the rocket
like Chris Brown
Smack a bitch in the mouth like Chris Brown
When I'm done with a bitch I piss brown
(Woo) you heard-a 9
11? That was me
That Columbine
like Chris Brown
Smack a bitch in the mouth like Chris Brown
When I'm done with a bitch I piss brown
(Woo) you heard-a 9
11? That was me
That Columbine
Call Dalen tell his ass do a kick flip
High School; niggas fucking on his bitch
Maddy Faz put his life in a "Twist" quick
Chop a nigga and they callin me
Look Back) I present the Ruby
Jubilee Tetralogy four albums for our forty
Years in the mainstream when they reminisce over
Me I pray that they say
it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on)
[Biggie]
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd
claimin j just keep calling the heat
is it an emergency or something you need to talk to me?
J said (i thought you needed to talk to me)
(If it's a change
yellow i'm really not that blond
I think the picture on the back is
More 'me' hope you like those enclosed
In answer to your questions
My real name is
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
bottoms on all your shoes,
And that's if you gon' stand by me, we'll break a bag in two yuh yuh yuh
Go throw it back, baby (yuh)
Spend a bag, go crazy (yuh)
Ermstar on the Track
Up in the morning by 6
Not on the gram scrolling through pics
But I’m busy writing my album
Makin original shit like Netflix
I tell 'em meet me in the bathroom
I fuck her while the water runnin'
Her friend knockin' at the door
And she screamin' out I'm cummin'
And my
to take a hit
I've become interpretive
Tell me what you make of it
Tell me what you make of that
When I take it, never taken back
They taken back, by my
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