Lyrics:
[Chubb Rock]
Chubb is a loveable Guy, not a Teddy Riley group
It deeply bruise me, greaves me if you say I'm soup
I'm really not, and I don't really
gon play me
I’m ridin downtown wit my baddie
Ms Daisy
She found out bout Lilly
It turned her out crazy
Rose out drinkin
Dats my Rozay baby
I wouldn’t
all you need to know is I'm not a ho
And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough
Now that's Spanish chick, French chick, indian and black
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
Japanese, yeah, yeah (whoa, whoa)
Don't give a fuck 'bout your fucks (Woo)
Hood Baby do what he want (Hood Baby)
I got hard for this ceilings
ABG YSL
where the hell Sniper come from?
H Town, baby, no love for you busters
Regime too raw, that’s why they don’t love us
The Mexican patna reppin’ SPC
Nobody
It was from the heart, everything was real
Yo, dwellin' in the past, flashbacks when I was young
Whoever thought that I'd have a baby girl
checks for me
You can not check for me
Life is a game and you can not play chess with me
Since weed is legal they really can't mess with me
So it's fuck
regrets, the price you pay when you skate like board P, m.s., (m)y (s)oul, not the minstrel show they pay us for to blow it on some Robin's jeans dressing up
it be known, I'm not the one to step to
You're better off callin' D-Nice to your rescue
Freestyle fanatic, probably the best around
As for corny
niggas fucking up my ends
I just want these muthafuckin Ms
Hit the pussy twice it's like that bitch she got twin
I just pray to God that he forgive for
im keep counting for no reason-
I just read up n got it back by the evening baby just excuse me it still feels like I'm dreaming-
holdup rule 3 keep
I just wanna do something real to you
Like a real brother is suppose to do
Tell me how you feel baby
I'll give you something real baby
Let's not
There some shit I can not believe, Girl your special to me
Ms Nina baby, You drive me crazy
I need to feel inside you, You miss me lately
Your love is
rashes
One hundred blue bucks
Steel aint for threats
Memba freedomn threads
Party Lit
Ms on the way to crib buy a fifth
Lil kid planning mortal combat
hard times
The only real difference in yours and mine
Is my winning streak's backed up with four top fives
Two laps on the field
Still consider that
“What is your name”
She don't know Black History. Is that all she got
That was Horrible. Have some empathy it's not her fault
I wish someone else
got to know when love is for real baby
You ain't gotta ask for attention from me
Find better ways to love you everyday
They say we not perfect for each
but I overcame
Call me by my name don't be rude
My name is Penguin Dude
The Penguins pecker ready to strike at his opponents
Putting in more holes that
your title is seven
Takin' out your four man crew makes eleven
By the twelfth well I'll go for self
Rockin' New York like no one else
You can
goodbye (baby goodbye)
'Cause you don't want to be by (wanna be by)
The way you acting... fly (they way you acting... fly)
Girl you know you livin' a lie
pressure pussy cross the line
Know where we at
Bitch we been outside
Can't get this lit on live
I'm 27 by this time next year I need bout 29
I'm talking Ms
I
here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
I'll run this back for fun
My wife just had our son
The 42 hour long labour and trauma it brung
It
on every limb and you act your usual
You give me joy baby
You give me joy baby
You give me joy
You give me joy
Nah for real I want us like THE CARTERS, Ms
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