Lyrics:
out my leage,
I premier league,
Like can I kick it,
Like bad habits,
I keep it 2 virgil's, I want no static,
Eyes magnetic,
I was drawn to you,
Before
mean he’s
With Nas and them if you don’t get
The gist of what I’m trying to
Tell you, that’s like my man, Jim
Jones, Santana and one of them, going
new boobs
Like I'm sitting there baby, yeah
You know it's not rude
Cause I wanna shit up on your fucking chest
Lemme shit up on your chest
God damn
I'm
the microphone master
Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull
Fucky with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall
Niggaz talk about killin and never get to it
Fuck
zippers ain’t no pockets what the fuck it mean
Like what the fuck it mean
I’m like baby is you shittin me
I got my bands up you nigga ain’t as lit as me
I
stand-in
Bitch, I'm not no stand-in
Took her to the, ayy, took her to the mandem
Hey, and if you really want smoke, I'll arrange it
They say you a broke boy,
feel for me, like a love Jones
(Oh yeah)
Yo, it was evident that you were hesitant when we did it
You rolled it, I lit, and we hit it
Yo, instantly
You know what I'm saying, I tried to make it happen
Some of y'all live by any means
But you know what by any means really means
I'm just trying to give
yeah, fair enough. So the limo guy's going "I
dunno if you're going to make this," it was like 1 o'clock when we left Heathrow. So I says, "Yes we will,
blast kids. stay dark like Howard's glasses
I'm "Stern!" plus I rule with an iron fist
With no concern, it's so cruel, where did I learn this?
It's in my
Cass' stacks? Low, you broke
It's a sad fact
They say, "Bullets got names"
Well my chips good enough to get a rapper
Face put on his bag like Rap Snacks
I
Am i wrong i mean i did it on my own
Moving 'round the city I'm just tryna make it home
Moving with it wit me make me pop you like i won't
If I
on TiVo
So I guess you can say The Streets Is Watchin'
I don't promise much but I promise you that it'll flow boy
Name Jay but you can call me
bounce it, wop it wop it
Girl, move that thang like you gettin' money for college, go
Break it down like you working for your tuition at Howard
Mama,
bounce it, wop it wop it
Girl, move that thang like you gettin' money for college, go
Break it down like you working for your tuition at Howard
Mama,
on stage, like the ever I graze
Leave you amazed
And keep the fifth by the rib cage
All you jealous ass holes is rebellious ass holes
Still trying to recoup
This is Nine Trey news
I'm Jimmy Jones here with your weather
We apologize for the drought all week
But it looks like thunderstorms all weekend
Creeping through the night hour
If you ain't selling weed
Then it's white powder
On that James St. Patrick
Feeling like Power
I only fuck with the brave
I
know what I mean
Take it slow baby
Five nine to Five Guys it's all mine you know what's fine
Invisible to the World
It seemed like so long ago when I put
the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend
mean it)
And as for that lame, man, Nasir
I ain't even gon' say your last name
'Cause that's mine, I catch you
You know what it is, you faggot
I
what I want
Still thumbing through my life like a drug-star porn
It's one thing to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about your didgits
It's
, it's all I gotta say
Yeah, never mind singing about police on your back
You're a shady geezer looking for a snack
You might think someone's cool,
Bring it on baby, what you getting into
Is living on pain the thing that's getting to you
Write my name, pin it up with my picture
And say it's
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