Lyrics:
foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their
it on to the next next
Hands up
And all the bad bitches make the ass clap
And shout outs to the birthday girl in red top
See problem no dey finish like
shit
Til we turned into some takers had 2 grab some
Tell a freak Bitch i'm jus tryna Stab some
Shitting on dese niggas lik I had a bad lunch
Nigga fukin
was mean ta me, I’d b mad too
Since u cheat on me, am I a bad dude?
Wud gu lead fa me, if I had to (leave) ?
Wud gu leave w me, if I asked you? (2
lungs are damaged
Chain with the dangle
I do bad all by myself
1 of me. And 2 of you that's a threesome, spread them legs.
Chain gang first down free
And couldn't live without
For days on months
So I'll open the door
Hoping it hits your ass on the way out
Scream and shout my name
When he's eating you out
Standing tall yeah im locked with the OGs, real money hunters, getting to it by any means (standing on business)
For my 2 boys and my girl, I live n
Shopping trips, new french tips
Foreign whip, two tone drip
Whip I skrt leave you in the dirt
Bad ass bitch, she gon flirt yuh
Told lil shawty roll with me
P? What
You know 'bout Dr dre?
What you know about Do or Die?
Them niggas were too live
What you know 'bout 2 Live Crew?
What you know 'bout Uncle
you get me started with your project, it's garbage
That shit was ass, so bad, you got kicked out your apartment
Hit me a for a feature, the message
If you don't like me, I ain't feelin' your ass neither (ha ha)
I need a true diva, pushin' a two-seater (yea)
That's alright, let my wife, my crew
You little bitches shoulda pulled
The fuckin' trigger
Now you live in fear of a heartless-ass nigga
Mr troublesome
Niggas tried to play me with the gat
Small chick with a fat ass
Did I say that out loud, let me backtrack
I know my game ain't that bad
Have you ever made out with a Gap ad?
open your eyes
Baby girl from Illadel hear to enhance your lives
Doubted my skills, bet you mad now, shoulda snatched me up
I'm in L.A. now with Dre
free them members man free that fucking gang
Free my brother too
Might give his ass that woo
Screaming fuck the jakes
Cuz free my fucking crew
This that
and whites ride by and niggas yell, "Fuck them Jakes!"
So much respect, I can lay dough on the floor
Walk away and come back without cats runnin off
I'm
truly mock me
But who can stop me, from breakin' niggaz off like Fujiyaki?
My crew's probably the only niggaz that really live the lyrics
Niggaz
faster
Nigga even grabbed the shovel tried to bury him faster
Next week he at the mall, Rollie on his arm
Two bad bitches with him laughing having
[Chorus: Cutty Cartel]
No I don't like calamari by and no I don't eat caviar
But you might catch me exquisit at the bar
You're the finest that I seen thus
goin' to church
Nowadays, crazy ass bitches want they bills paid
But can't even make a good thang of cool-aid (ha ha)
But chicken heads get chicken
imma do me &
You do you
Don’t come try an find me and come pop up on
The crew
Smoking on that hydrogasolina by the two
Bad like her waist
Smoke
playa haters all over
So I roll with my crew i'm tryin' stay over
And just stay my ass in school
Ain't many choices to choose
And this rap game I can't
hardened criminals know the average Joe's miserable woe
Though they both live by different codes
Niggas don't know how I developed such a difficult flow
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
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