Lyrics:
outta sight)
So fee fi fo fum
Look out baby 'cause here I come
And I'm bringing you a love that's true so get ready
So get ready
I'm gonna try
outta sight)
So fee fi fo fum
Look out baby 'cause here I come
And I'm bringing you a love that's true so get ready
So get ready
I'm gonna try
like my name spike lee
Now you see what I'm onto
Now you see what I'm into
You could see that is you
Favourite part of fuckin is when I get to kiss you
and present your self
Know your worth and go get some wealth
Do it by your self you don't need no help
And that's words from foreign they never boring
Ill heal
shit ain't fake, I gotta break and get the fuck by from this murder case
For chill this shit is cool to rap about but see to me it ain't no fun when
It took us too long
Finally we sing
The sock length song
Style will prevail
It won't take long
That's why we wrote
The sock length song
Hey Lee! I'm so
Are you Ready to Rock and Roll
Now the King of Rock and Roll died at the age of 42
He brought us so much soul
I get the feeling to let it loose
Tired
on the faith that we existin
And blamin' each other when we all start givin' it
I'm gonna make me a hunnid, I'm gonna make me a thou
Like Bruce Lee, I be
Yea you already know what it is when you heard this one right
All dowgs go to heaven you know
You gonna die i made up my mind
Im taking your cake im
plunge, shipwrecked
Go get your homework done, down to the books you’re spine is not enough inflected
But oh, by the way, said my father before being
a playa hata or baller bigit
Every week, pay em all a visit
I bring Pamela Lee to the P's so we all can dig it
I popped enough alcohol so we all could swig
close to Madonna,
Dosie cabanna, toast by a ?
I 'posed to be want to of those dudes ridin in Testaroastas upon ya
Not the ? but I'm gonna, I keep
let me cloak my wrist (okay)
Fuck a diss, boy, I'm draggin' bodies like it's Metal Gear
I don't care 'bout your fuckin' status, Peggy got no fur, yeah
Live and learn
Life is a lesson
And I'm gonna teach it
First I'm gonna crawl, then I'm gonna walk
Then I'm gonna stand, then I'm gonna talk
a boat, nigga, right off the coast
European or Caribbean, I'm sweatin' out my hair dye
So don't get it fucked up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin' with
played by Samuel L. Jackson
Yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit you soul absorb it
A real raw nigga won't fold or forfeit
bred gonna enforce it
Tariq's where the beats at
And where the people out their seats at
For what? Cause y'all on it
I'm like Aqua man and Brown Hornet
And scar these rappers like Legion
It's treason, my suspension attract attention
I'm ventin', givin' these chickenheads detention
Did I mention my name,
to get it on (you don't stop, keep on)
I can't wait to get it on (check it out y'all)
I can't wait to get it on (you don't stop, keep on)
I'm just
ripped up jacket
and my dirty Lee's, cause the shits be saggin'
down to my knees if I let em
but not from dollar bills, but I'm about to go and get em
gonna say
They better not fuck with me
No explanation please
It's Tara Lee
I'm giving you 3rd degree
I'm with that fuckery
Bitch please
I might just
stressin
I just wanted to win and I did it they tell me they love I care but I don't get attached
Ain't no more paid by the hour a hunnit a second I figured
I'm done with all this I'm done with life
I've done all this I wanna take a flight
But I can't afford it so I just get high
I smoke my weed and I
outta sight)
So fee fi fo fum
Look out baby 'cause here I come
And I'm bringing you a love that's true so get ready
So get ready
I'm gonna try
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