Lyrics:
this shit too deep
So I hooked up with my comrades so we can all get rich, nigga
Yea yea, one time, for your motherfuckin' mind
Pimp shit bitch
Written By: Stanley Gentry
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They Thought It Was Over
Aye
Poppin These Verses That I'm Writing Its Another Version Teaching You Is One
that any legislation be passed. But to simply provide a forum for airing the issue itself, for ventilating the issue, for bringing it out in the public
Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate
I'm like toothaches, I'm painful to rappers
Then you can tell from these shells
How I got
roxing by the gallon
We vitally known for my spittery see all type of people asking me
"How you come up with dat shit?" hey but I bought your tape
Show me
yeah, uh, bout To blow through
The roof, ooh, ooh, ooh, I just Blew through the roof, I'm gone, By, disappearin' like
Way up to the moon, through
the way that you affect me (Especially in my dreams)
I know it's impossible
Some lines uncrossable
Thinking too hard for things unreasonable
All about you
the straightening comb
When I'm up in 'em spittin' venoms I never go soft (never)
I make that pussy snap Back Back Back and Forth
Some more outtakes over B.Rich
Thats why
It's alright go out take a break come back
So hot you can't deny it its your boy 50
This one right here is for
The haters for real i want you
I'm a caterer
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Back that ass up for a big
a pot, let's make a baby
Looking back, I don't know who threw this bouquet to me
But I walk down this aisle faithfully, cut that cake for me
I, Jay-Z,
for ummm Keso
WAASI and Keso right
And then that became a thing
And then we had Time Tickin and Two Thirds
And then you created Time Tickin
Yeah yeah
Thanks for showing me its never been no hoe in me
Fuck them niggas fuck them bitches you can keep'em
Don't have no loyalty it's one thing that's annoying
a bean like like
I ain't even tryna be mean
Or maybe you just never seen the things that I seen
Either you real or you not
Either I'm I'll or I'm hot
dealing with another version of you ain't I?
Are you for real girl or are you AI?
Or maybe alien that fell from the sky
Or maybe you came from another
to goin' off
Latex gloves for the drill
Niggas butter soft
45th, I'm a shooter
Niggas know I shoot shit
Pull up, we gon' make it hot
We ain't on that cool
If I ain't a hot boy than what do u call that
Money up bad bitches on my back
Nigga disrespect me ima be in all black
V1
Put some respect on my name
Beneath my feet
There lies a body
It moves to the beat
But can't make out "sorry"
That version of me
The real me
He's gettin' blurred like static on the TV
I wanna let this go, I wanna rewind
20/20 vision but I swear that I can't see right
Drive by, I might pull up playing Limelight
A Team, gotta make
in the rain my umbrella got pulled back
Chat and I spit back pain like a hunchback
Heard this beat thought you finna hear that
Me I can't lie got drill
feet
Laughing skinning they teeth
Filling in thinking shit be sweet
Till i hit that nerve
Park it up thanks for the learns
Line it up straight use
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I've got a hunch like my back is aching
Decapitating Anybody that be vacillating
Between the wack and the brainy
Or slacking, too lazy
I'm a maniac
Don't need a dildo to break Monifah shit again
Deborah Cox is hot let me lick that pussy up
I had a crush on you since MTV The Cut
What?
I'm just chinky
these hot broads
That's how they say they itchin' for small talk
If they weren't asking to borrow the hot spot
The chances of hearing from 'em are off by
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