Lyrics:
me for no money now
Never went to school, never thought about Clark or Morris Brown (woo)
'Til I took your bitch, drop her off right there by Morris
when them niggas bout to bust slippin on us
Niggas kicked in the door took the yayo
Had a nigga on the floor all scared too
And they put the steel
the freak
I used to stop by and fuck about twice a week
And from the very first time I went to her house
Walked in the door and stuck my dick in her mouth
a look.
Who's next down the line.
Oh, the 43rd District Judge.
Hey pal! Remember me? You threw me in jail!
Take a spin or I'll snap your neck.
door
To kick it with the girl next door
Hey there
Guess your the brand new neighbor
Here's my number just in case you want
My favorite places to explore
the newsflash
I bust through the door, straight to my step-dad
I said "Step-dad, may I?"
And before I could finish, "Hell no!", he replied
My brothers were
traveling
The world, where we’ve been and where
We would like to go
BUT both of us were in jail … crazy!
My next conversation didn't go so well as I
Was
the fall guy out the roof
Bustin` at you wise guy, gettin` high, sippin` hundred proof
Gettin` your neck joints low to verdict wit` mine
Get that a**
ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by, they can see the gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And I'm ridin' with a new chick, she
and got hip to it
The next report card came, Daddy-o knew it
And waitin by the door to put a blitz in effect
But Daddy-o forgot to make a situation check
I
Bernards swimmin'
Everybody hit the floor, guys and women
Kids rush for the door
Keep your cry to a limit
Time check ma, we got about 5 minutes
Before
the guys I ain't letting up
How the fuck you say you love me bro You just switched up, ain't worried about shit Cause I know that I'm next up on gang
Ayy I
of the type of attitude that wrecks your mood
The truth can be pain, and I hate to do it
Either face the music, or get away from me stupid
Super glue it
write us, you can stop your arthritis
Just by dancin' away your blues
Just by dancin' away your blues
So bind up your bunions with band-aids and gauze
Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees
What's the topic? I drop it
Fuck around then leave them all concussed
When I bust, no thrust, this world we
faithfully
Everybody with me gotta eat
Say your grace with me
Thou shall not try one of us, if they do, I'ma bust
Please don't reach for no chain
Not
of the opposite sex
Yo bust it, there's somethin that I gotta let out
But I don't want to be known as Ralph the Blabbermouth
Silly girls, they think guys are
Fuck, bust nuts, rush
Grab the gold and carry it in your mouth
But I'm a try to hold the microphone and turn the party out
And if it's the type of crowd
it ghetto in stilettos
My attitude like the hulk
I'm a boss I wear Louis
My coochie is wrapped in pucci
My nigga he cop me Gucci
They love me like I
write us, you can stop your arthritis
Just by dancin' away your blues
Just by dancin' away your blues
So bind up your bunions with band-aids and gauze
it big guy going animalistic
Man don't waste time on a dipshit
Cause a don't have time for a dipshit
I'll bust through the door like Batman
Bust
ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by, they can see the gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And I'm ridin' with a new chick, she
the Redeye
Shawty dreamt it even though he a dead guy
This is the sound
Swerved past the block in that new Redeye
I parked the Maybach by the park
Then I
on the pavement, you can't say shit
Your mouth is gagged, you surrounded by
A thousand guys totally under your spell
They all totally scared of the power you hold
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