Lyrics:
what you think about her
Who you know with a flow so loco
On a dirty south track from the N.Y. though
I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats don't really
The Ass is raw
Niggas say I'm sick and I'm the antidote
Butterfly melon spitting and candle oak
Lions watching, dipping antelope
Sniper position
y'all know by now it's F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
I'm often asked, hey, ain't you that guy (uh)
There's no one else from head to ankle that fly (uh uh)
Who put
drawn-out lesson
(Yo, nuff said) next question
[ man ]
Hey yo Kid 'N Play, what's up?
What's up with Vanilla Ice and Luke Skywalker tryin to dis y'all
What
rather know, rather know
What?
How to build a pyramid
Hey
James Brown, Chuck D., And Jimi
Turn me up louder now
I don't think y'all hear me
I
that ass was broke
Hey yo I'm about to g-off
Just like my name was Ed-o
Black kids call me whitey
Spanish kids wetto
White kids call me the king
from the south (playaz from the south ? ? ? gs)
That muthafuckin g
I got beats by the pound, just like quarter keys
Klc put it on the scale so y'all
or miss
Oui, oui, y'all, yeah, Oui, oui, y'all
Arrival of the Carnival
New beats, I never recycle
While your looking for samples
You might get trampled
I gotta get right before I do this one
Uh, a pop ah cork or sump'n
Sauce life, what y'all imagined
Errything you dreamed of
It's Grimey
Three cell
the Black Pearls
I knew the Saigons
And matter of fact, my family by
They self, my brothers, and sisters
We fought the whole Saigon gang
The whole gang
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
Y’all seeing us now
Y’all seeing us now
Hey
Your problem is you a lil thick skull
Lost your way when you was this years old
You was picking on the kid
comin on through"
"Work"
"Oh, what it mean y'all comin from Queens"
"Work"
"Hey, put it down for my town"
comin on through"
"Work"
"Oh, what it mean y'all comin from Queens"
"Work"
"Hey, put it down for my town"
leave ya toothless
Douse you in gasoline till you black, draggin'
Loose limbs, a nuisance, programmed to kill ya by computers
Fuck death, I'm Prometheus'
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled (word)
Get your ass up, and let's get ill
That's right, y'all, we more than rough, we callin'
I ain't thinkin' that I ain't gon' feel it, yeah (feel it)
All these drugs hit right in my system (hey, no way)
Yeah, I just put the matte black by
there hunchin' in my downstairs bathroom
And in the kitchen and up in there on the dancefloor
By the big screen TV, where your pants go? (y'all nasty)
from the south (playaz from the south ? ? ? gs)
That muthafuckin g
I got beats by the pound, just like quarter keys
Klc put it on the scale so y'all
labeled as a threat
Bit I bet all my net that I got next
Put my foot on y’all necks
All black hoodie no promo
G put ibeji on the logo
I could put a lil
the Chi
And plus we got them player-ette flirters in the Chi
Now the moral of the story is cuff yo bitch
'Cause hey I'm black, handsome, I sing plus I'm
Yeap, yeap okay, okay
Yeap, yeap okay, okay, okay
I double cup my lean
While I penetratin' your ho
Shorty Im twice as raw as you seen
By far
word, nigga
Someone who stays high
Watching their life go by
Someone content with riding it behind, nigga
They come in all colors, white, black, Puerto
the wall, on the ball, his name is D
Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me
From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by
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