Lyrics:
And that's just how the thing go when you get 'er done (how?)
We did it son (yeah we did it son)
We was drinkin' Jim Beam by the handle (handle)
Me and Steven
food now
Give you little food now
Formal
I like Ifeoma
Why Isioma
Jump in my hummer
Not okada
I'm not a biker
Not by carrier
Only when you come my gym
(Steve Zidane)
(Renwy got the the fuckin' sauce, boy)
Yeah
Ayy
Ayy, ayy
I just put this lil' bad bitch in time-out (whew, whew)
I press
Strange, I'm a bad magician
Suna kira ni Anansi
Now let me break down that long division
Champagne sipping
Swag stay dripping
I'm getting blinded by
effect
But what about the crimes you ain't kicked none yet
On the ramed out streets of the Inner City Delray
There once lived a little boy named Violent J
million still killin' dealin' and all for the children
Came out of Cleveland with Steven,
And even my peoples was creepin',
But now they reapin',
(Bound to get lucky!)
She got a cousin named Shanee who loves to play
Doin' it "My Way" like Usher Ray
All day
Sittin' by the "Dock Of The Bay".
Look at them lurking
Funny boys them
Funny boys them
Funny boys them
Look at them lurking
Funny boys them hoping
Bad bitches them twerkin
100 bands
Ray's almost got my ass kicked
Rather just chill in the yard in my casket
Call up the hoes, have em swing by the tomb
And get a little sticky stank up
have made the street a furious minefield
Where sinners are black boys thrown onto windshields
And the shield and badge is holy armor
We are not the bad
that I'm a total bad boy
Who want to get they ass kicked in this verbal fight
y'all niggas is gettin raped like my dick last night
Sellin mad weed
died by the rope down in Cherokee Bend.
Daddy didn't like what the white man said
'Bout the dirty little kid at his side
Daddy didn't like what
Ooh-ooh
Dirty-ty
That's me, me
Bidi-bubup
Dem ah pree me, I can see angles
Get money, get snakes by your ankles
Any cobras can get handled
And this ain't got nothing to do with a scale
Or being g-, little f-, but by the way
Thoughts are getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar
Ya, little bitch I'm a God
I prolly die on the cross, yuh
Ya, little bitch I'm a God
I prolly die on the cross, yuh
Ya, little bitch I'm a God
I
little chica (uh) mamacita (uh)
Swear that I'm getting her weaker hate she a keeper bad bitch demeanour (uh)
Burn a young boy kilometre thirty five hitters
funhouse
Funhouse, stinkin' up my funh-aaah
Break out! gotta get away!
Run, run away, get out!
Little baby's been bad!
Are you scared, little boy, I
Urban baby like ray ray
Making movies like ray j
Making movies like ray j
Celebrate my bday can't wait til it's May Day
While the comp screaming May Day
about that life
Show that little boy that inside there's a light
Shine so bright man the sun going blind
And the moon couldn't stay it's a bright
fucked her on a Tuesday
I just fucked her on Tuesday
Gucci kenzo fendi & Prada
All this new dripping designer
Bad little bitch get you lined up
Outta town
I was on Donna these niggas weren't fucking witme
Now im in college and im making money
These little white boys they be fuckin wit me
I went to Louis
you
I done seen some pretty ones that came from the North
I done seen some gorgeous ones that came from the West
I done seen some bad ones that came
muzishnins' drop by de college to receive an honorary degree!
Thing-fish:
You lyin', boy! dey givin' degrees in 'tater husbandry' back de ol' alma-motta!
Evil
them boys fake, tell them boys to start the walking
I was in the studio she gave me Steven Hawking
Throw a fist at me, motherfucker just be cautious uh
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