Lyrics:
grammatical
Throw a semi colon on it then I keep going
Yeah I "Bolt" through like a run on sentence
Me and you about the only thing that's finished
You
Joe
Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane
It's that Rick Owen boot, they be knee-high, man
Now when I look down you know I can't see my ankle
Man, she
y'all (that y'all!)
And that's all!
Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage, I leave
we're here for, so take those off"
By now she's butt-naked, I'm ready to break it
Threw on the jim hat, I'm ready for trim, and all that
So I did it
the beat
Just like I stumbled into you
Broke my heart I don't know
Tore it into pieces
But now I'm over you it's
True
Don't text me no moe I don't care
Drama could be all yours, why you want a war for?
You can't go at uno, mothafucka, that's a draw 4
We started out as just a feature on a Joe joint
Fuck
Superstar, man I'm far from an average Joe, supernatural
Stepping out, looking like I'm in a fashion show
Came into this industry and now you're
working in
This time i think about it in macro
I feel like Elton John
Just made "Tiny Dancer"
He just made that shit like last night
Jimi Hendrix just
Bails in pocket this is Lawyer Lou Los
I'm pretty sure more hotties see me in that foou door roddie
Double pipes like a sawed off shotty
(Joe Budden)
of this paper up my fingers done got the paper cuts
Racked up, sacked up Saks Fifth LA Melrose
Shopping spree 20 Gs I just dropped it like it's too hot
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin'
fitted hat
Where the liquor at? Sip of yak
That bitch and a vicious track I'ma get into that
Sly Pro tools to boast Joe smooth I coast to the West
Like
I wake up in the morning, get dead on they're ass
Like a new pair of slacks what you know about that
First car was a Lac, put two twelves in the back
a girl who looked alot like you up on choctaw ridge
and she and billy joe was throwin' something off the tallahatchee bridge.
a year's come and gone
feel good
I don’t know about you but lil homie
I done had a long week
(Been real messed up bro no cap)
It's Friday and my girl just said some thangs
That
Why ya gotta go and sell your soul?
Why ya gotta talk about Engine Joe
Like he's some guy in a fairy tale book?
Everybody knows that he just cooks
one of her ingredients, it's just like Wasabi
(Yea)
You don't like me?
Let me know
I can't trip about no hoe, nah I ain't beefing with my bro
She want
like that
Thought that she could find better
But she came right back
Ain't nobody steppin' like no average told you that
If it ain't about the paper,
cycle, her game is pretending to like you
Thinkin you getting head but she's just duckin so they can snipe you
Movin from state to state, runnin
a mosquito
I know
That she know
That she be like Shego
I know
That she know
That i go where she go
Yeah
Now that you know a little bit more about her
I'm
sound just like this
Doeth your mother know you're out The-thiel-yuh
Doeth thee know that I'm about to thteal "yuh"
Oh my when I look in your eyth
I
as honey - Said she liked me 'cause I was funny
She was the center of my attention - Had some thoughts that I couldn't mention
Got a note sent home about
she joins my shower,
Man I said I'm like Microsoft, My Points got Power,
Actually fuck that, my bars ain't just the bollocks,
they're the nutsack, yeah
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