Lyrics:
or at least beep the Lord, but didn't have a touch-tone
It's a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on
Some of this land I must own
Outta the city, they want us
Peter Tone please rest they soul the
different load, Only Christ only know.
Even though, we sit and blow. Fold to the ways of
time. J-Rock was sprayed
bitch a two tone
Fleet foot niggas wit the wet socks
You better push it ain't no time to hit a rest stop
Think you slick I see you sneakin' in the bread
throat, feel this Rollie on your lips
(Ain't that some shit?) Didn't I tell you you should watch your mouth, bitch?
(Verse 2: J-Zone)
You the type to spell
more live than y'all
I'm wit Tone Touch, while ya all touched in the head
Such a lethal combination, got you facin' the red
And um, yo, you don't want
Completion: She had to pinch
The two breast-covering
Flaps of her black dress closed
Because her cue
For the finale of the opener, "Bang Bang
" with Jessie J
l'or
C'était un hobby
qui est devenue la norme
Bis
ch yo Dice sont tu prêt tu pense?
Le mic est blazing hot
8
Ma' smoke le 20 by le deux minutes j
[Joe Budden]
Joey, uhh...
Uh, one question
Now who rep Jersey like me?
Baby few dudes ain't worthy like me
You know I keep somethin pretty by me
keep her hair done and all white toes
White gold with the rose know I want it two tone
Telegram, Snapchat know I'm workin' two phones
I could still stack
Man, fuck that bitch, came back to my senses
Two-tone Chevy, came back to the Benz
S550, that's for Kenny, lil' bitch
Stop postin' these niggas
drugs, I'm rollin' J's by the two
Straight relaxation, got our feet in the pool
Stars on the ceiling when we go back to my room
the ? ? ? ? princess cut
To the 6 pound studs in my ear
Hoppin out of the two-tone rolls
Killa ? ? ? ? on my toes, got me
Steady hollerin at ho's, this
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
the (sumthin')
All the people when they see me like snoop turn it up!
I'm in my zone ma' fucka
Get stuck in the ribs by old bone crusher
2 tone leather with
on bust it open make your shoulders touch your toes
Know you see me looking how you pop and make it pose
Got me reaching in my pocket how you slidin' down
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
[Hook: R. Kelly]
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way
the way. I'll lead ya.
Never doubt. I'll make a believer
Set the tone. I'm bad to the bone baby.
Talk dirty to me, that turn me on baby
Big girl so I do what
should touch you
And you have no protectors other than Allah
Nor would you then be helped
And perform prayer at the two ends of the day
And in some hours
That's the club
Ten thousand in pockets, Yeah we throwin' up
Cause times getting hard, We spreading the wealth
2 G's on my body, It sits on my belt
it ain't listen
Pistol gripping
Looking for the one that hit bro
Touch mine you gotta go just the code
Go mode
Labeled a lost soul
Expected to be
in the running
But I passed you two laps
I’m ‘gon take my time hunting rappers like J. Fudd
Who doing this better than me
Tell me who does
I’m fucking
on
When we touch down we in the end zone
Like two nymphos stuck in the friend zone
I'm lovin' your body and plus your skin tone
You all that I need to get
or at least beep the Lord, but didn't have a touch-tone
It's a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on
Some of this land I must own
Outta the city, they want us
Yeah.. two-thousand.. three!
(I want to play with you baby) Brand new
(Can you touch me? Won't you hold me?) K-double-O-L, Keith
(Can you talk
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