Lyrics:
Far as I'm concerned, if there's people still hating, they can suck a....
been a drill, bitch I'm sick
Curving deals with the shit
Real niggas always
you on this mattress
Good girl, you basic
All these eyes on you
I’m just tryna set the mood
And I know I can’t have it
What’s the deal girl, are you
night good 'cause some talk back
Sucker emcees wanna make me mad
But I don't stop rapping and they don't seem
To really understand just what I mean
You
lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, unless you wanna deal with me
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're
hoping that the day goes slow (what?)
Got me like a friend, what confuses me though
Is kisses when we greet, tell me what's the deal yo? (deal yo, yo,
election
And try to get it straight.
And don't pretend perfection ---
You'll be crucified too late.
And he'll say you really should make the deal
As he
of the deal, you can count me out
But if you're talking about a game I can win
You can count me in
When you tell me you're the one
I've always needed
You
that you wrote in your notebook was no good
And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin
You motherfuckers are puttin your words together for
Have a fire inna me wire, can't quench with syrup
A nuh S da to K, while minus to plus
So much things to deal, the poorer race a fuss
Is it all about
she'll be good as gone!
Concrete, Concrete and steel.
It's like concrete.
Hey baby, what's the deal?
A heart of stone make you feel alone,
but
So much things to deal, the poorer race a fuss
Is it all about making money or is it conscious
Lightning, thunder, brimstone ball buss
[Chorus]
hoping that the day goes slow (what?)
Got me like a friend, what confuses me though
Is kisses when we greet, tell me what's the deal yo? (deal yo, yo,
Girrrrls, all fruits ripe
Unuh a gwaaan good
I waaan yuh jus trussss mi
Hear whyme holla!
Gal yuh see yuh battyrider, murda
Yuh mus fi waan di
never change
And I pray we stay the same (turn the beat off ya)
Fame changin' everybody 'round me (yo, yo wah)
Ok, good business with mad friends
word to God
[Verse 1: Havoc]
To all them niggaz, reppin' they hood, it's all good
It's all good, 'til you step out of line
Went in the dome, out
about money but it's harder to get it
Uh, they gon' hate me for my ambition
The only thing I worry 'bout is how my grandma doin'
I'm doin' good, I'm
The devil went down to Georgia
He was lookin' for a soul to steal
He was in a bind
'Cause he was way behind
And he was willin' to make a deal
And then the way mi love her good, she gimme don ratings
Because mi style dem plentiful and ah nuh one way thing
And she get belly full and ah nuh pot
And then the way mi love her good, she gimme don ratings
Because mi style dem plentiful and ah nuh one way thing
And she get belly full and ah nuh pot
that'll take you
Twelve days to repeat
Lounging in this Maybach, twisting a 'Wood
I'm good
I wish you well same time as I wish you would
Just got off
with a honey by the name of Hannah
Wearing nothing but a bandanna
Pussy wetter than Louisiana
You know the deal, peace to Miilkbone
I keep it real flyer
drain we energy
'Cause blessings follow anywhere-where we deh
Ah good we good wid everybody
Nu-nu-nuttin' nuh deh 'ya fi say
Ay, ay, ay
Woman dem
Oh yeah, why the nigga still in the hood?
And hang with niggas up to no good? Oh yeah
Dropped two-fifty on the vert
And I got it all out the dirt
the H-Town
Young playa from the South 'bout to blaze a pound
Tryin' to find me a bopp with some good mouth
I know you freaky bitches know what I'm talkin'
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