Lyrics:
a bunch of hits
Chinese food makes me sick
And I think it's fly
When girls stop by
For the summer
For the summer
I like girls that
Wear Abercrombie
down the way a fat bitch eat chocolate chip cookies
I put it down like it's 300 pounds, SPOT ME
I put it down the way Mr. T did the first time he
dripping on these niggas
Lou-Louie Vutton kicks, they my ball sneaks
30 pair Michael Jordans what they cost me
Lou-Louie Vutton kicks
The-they my ball sneaks
I Mr. Thanksgiving
Its for the money this time
Howdy do motherfuckers its Weezy Baby,
Niggas bitchin' and I gotta toke the cannon.
Listen close
homies got big clips n will gon ya
Mite jus strate drop n go scotty on ya ima player nigga wit a hottie on ya hol up
Call me yung tut im da loose canon n
goal
Big balenciaga's bigger than some steel toes
I been ballin' for a minute feel like jim jones
I was raised on the rock like a flintstone
They wanna
Part 1 - Intro
Tom Sawyer... (Rush, 1981)
Snakes why dId it have to be... (Indiana Jones, 1981)
Thriller... (Michael Jackson, 1982)
Chicago Bulls...
Pennies
Spending a five at Denny's
Yup
Getting a stack praying for stacks
This was before I put up the stats
Rina was bestie
Michael had showed me a Tessie
Mr Red Sparks
Say she wanna ride with me
Say she wanna come and slide with me
Wanna catch a vibe with me
Say she trying to grind with it
Trying
wait, who that description fit
Don't give me chrome for Jenny Jones
My man with the crime sheet
But he kept talkin bout my girl was a dime piece
And she
over one hundred and one degrees
And speaking of hot y'all, we're back with another new hit song
Microwave, by Casey Jones II and FARO, that's coming
baby your last buck
Don't come quackin' like a duck
Do your duty
I heard you said you didn't love me
Down at Mrs. Brown
I don't believe a word
of hit's
Chinese food makes me sick
And I think it's fly when girls stop by
For the summer for the summer
I like girls that wear Abercrombie & Fitch
I'd take
and seven times he's asked me for a date
And Mrs. Taylor seems to use a lotta ice, whenever he's away
And Mr. Baker can you tell us why your secretary had
Owww!
Get on down [x3]
[Erick Sermon]
Well, it's the E wit the juice, I'm down to get loose
Strapped in black wit the nine by the boots
chance
The futures' right in front of you
‘SCUSE ME MRS JONES, WHERE DID cMERICc GO
DID cMERICc GO
BLINDED BY THE CITY LIGHTS
LOST IN cMERICc, BUT cMERICc
speaks]
Luda: Back up on da scene, back to put a nail in these rappers' coffins I got the hammer in my jeans,
Call me Mr.Fixit, barrel hotter than
there for you
Nothin' but love
Hit-boy on the boards
Your man, the maestro himself, Mr Jones
It's just natural like
That's what it gotta be
Shout
9 and WB
Who 'Yes Massa' on TV
What ever happened to Wheezy? The Redd Foxx's?
Never got Emmy's but were real to me
Let's hear it, two for
not
It was no locks
Man I couldn't ball
I was so bald
Robocop
I was Mr. Clean
Now I'm Mr. T
But a different team
F & F rules
Call me F.I.
From the west
muhammad
sean price
saul williams
dahlak brathwaite
michael franti
gabriel teodros
joell ortiz
mike jones
mike shinoda from Linkin Park
I invoke
but I've never been sea sick
Yeah, knock me I knock ya face off
Life's a crazy bitch, Grace Jones
Mind of a genius, with a heart of stone
C4, Mr
all big to thug it out
My girl walked in, glistenin', different stones
'Bout to go from my fiance to Mrs. Jones
That's a union that nobody could
baby your last buck
Don't come quackin' like a duck
Do your duty
I heard you said you didn't love me
Down at Mrs. Brown
I don't believe a word
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