Lyrics:
I can't hit, got to see Misdemean
Here I am out in the middle of Queens
Damn near about 1:15
Now I'm leaving Queens about 3:15
Hopin I can hit one
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
Pasen eet
Ga langer door dan de rest
Je klinkt als 1 April gap een grap - ik zeg 32 maart FACTS
…Al 2 decennia met sicke hits in je mik
Met lyrics
and ain't trying to find her
You're not minor so little mama I'm gonna name you
Queen Koopa for the night tonight I'm gonna claim you
Picture your leg lifted
can do hit me, baby
Stevie J, slam
And of course the Queen of Hip-hop and Soul
Mary J blige the incomparable Mary J blige
Give her a round of applause
the face 6, so check her out on tweetpic
All you rappers tapping touching hunching over your screen
I'm on an N train rocking through Astoria, Queens
When we
rocket no stopping me,
I was in New Orleans I hit the block with ease,
Sipping amaretto sour on the bourbon streets,
Talking bout who that there that be
back over that kitchen sink
Hit the sack when appendage shrink
Rolling packs only built for that Cuban link
Hearing this next punchline from us might
don't fuck with no ritas
I got two stripes on my bands I ain't talkin adidas
You would think we ain't her type by the way that she treat us
They like we
like a banner she been ran thru by the team
Nigga text me say "I'm short" I hit him back like fuck you mean
U don't have all of my money nando gonna eat
I'll be fine (I lied)
"Chi you pose to tell niggas you poppin"
I am just by telling the truth in my rhymes
Thought I'd be popping when I moved to Cali
My
when
Albums drop
Champagne pop, molly pop ,her body rock on my cock
She's my queen and I'm her king
Do my thing
Acid trips, enlightenment
Heightened
around my ankles
I spank her with 20 Glizzys on
She don't know what hit her dog
Thunderstruck by stardom
Thundercat, aux cord
She bussing back long strokes
Fine Queen next to me got my two heads throbbing
If a nigga try to rob me let the hammer do the clobbering
See a hater it's on insight
Wipe em out like
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
gravou uma primorosa versão de “Grândola, Vila Morena” na compilação “Não São Paulo – II” (Baratos Afins, 1986), e no álbum de estréia (365, Continental,
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
her, I'll eat her
Do anything to please her
My ghetto queen of Sheba
I'm the type that'll get you by the fireplace
Get you hype when I lick it, put
the Queen looks pretty in pink
These other MC’s are skint
I’m looking at black BM limousine tint
'Cause I don’t want nobody to see me
Unless I’m on TV
Yo, you
Many people had the nerve to think we would end the trend
With Criminal Minded, an album which is only ten
Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit
/ get a little fame
Good head plus i love her frame
She da 1 had 2 give her wedding ring
Pictures with a queen by the pool like gucci mane
Gotta watch
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
yeah yeah, yeah)
Keeps the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta
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