Lyrics:
Oooh, lawd! lookit you, boy! chain thoo de nipples 'n evvy goddam thing! you a sick white muthafucker, ain'tcha?
Rhonda:
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making
a L, get the Glock and ring his bell
Shit deeper than my lair, Imma stuff his body there
I don't even care, ooh choppa make him stare
Crushed a xan up in
Whoa, when will it ever change?
I say, whoa, when will it ever change?
I can see the bells of freedom
But I cannot hear them ring
I see
themselves, running
As the church bells are heard
Calling out for a ship's safe return
Seven bells for the guardian angels
For the captain they ring out
as snow
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Ol' Jenny Murray says she'll die
If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye
I'll tell me ma,
how I did it with no label
No A-list songs, and I told them
Yeah, I just shutdown
That's not me and it's shutdown
Ring ring ring and it's shutdown
while ago
Don't let me get hold of that rifle
Shout my nigga Sage Elsseser and Sean Pablo
Surrounded by them niggas that skate with a sick style
a lil naughty
Just give a little taste for me with them milk & cookies
Down under the Christmas tree
Ride it while the sleigh bells sing
For you and me
though we ain't got hats or badges
We're a union just by sayin' so
And the world will know
What's it gonna take to stop the wagons?
Are we ready?
hammer
A right like Betty Bamalam
Rode with the muggers in the dark and dread
And all them sluggers went down like lead
Joe Louis was his hero he
backwards for, "Fuck them damn niggas"
Buck them damn triggers
You charge us, bodies fill up them damn rivers
'Cause everybody wanna be the best rapper
My shooter old like Joe Ingles My name ring bells like Jingles
My big bad look like Gina My name Josh but I ain't Primo
She want to get married get
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
Mans never been in Marquee when it shut down eh? Trust me daddy
Mans never been in
When it's shutdown
That's not me and it's shutdown
Ring
no reason to sic the dogs on me
Boy, don't jinx yourself, boy, I'm Michael Spinks with the belt
Stringer Bell, boy, my name rings bells for itself
stay short and some stay long
And I can't worry bout a thing
When them bells of judgement stars to ring
The'll ring
Commissioner he's on hold with
Jump in my car play nothing but
Gang I'm ghosted behind these tings
2 bells in a dot dot ain't
No biggie do him like pac
Ring ring that's my lyca
Bitch, I'm all that, all that, Kenan, Kel (Kel, uh)
When I walk in, niggas ring the, ring the bells (bells)
Roses at my feet, niggas kneel, bitches yell
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
Pull up to the club we be on Banshees and CRs
Ask about us who we are
I'm a young king I'm wassup
I ain't asking for no ride I
Made it here all by
go against my scene
Even if you're the realest
I based my career on
Proving myself to non-believers
My name's gonna ring bells
To newspaper
ring a bell
Watch how close they stand to me when I hold my trophy
I called all these hos from jail, but guess what Noone knows me
I spent time all by
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
She's gonna pimp the nail, ring a bell
Pimp the girl leave you subbing and moaning
And biting finger nails
Give her some ginger well, smooth talking
Fly
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