Lyrics:
(Yeah yeah)
Brotha man
Brotha, brotha
Gotta fight for somethin'
Stand for somethin'
Brotha, understand (no)
Gotta make the place
Take
I like ‘em mad, bad baby
You could be the one
If you wanna get trashed and have fun
Throw me wholly in the sky like a pizza pie
(Are you crazy?)
You
Every time I, turn around
Every time I, turn around
Every time I, turn around
Every time I, turn around
Every time I turn my head, man
rendered the sentiments simple with source
And dead on the floors let them have a bite
But that was bad advice if you fraternise
Know what man-a man are like
still you see me
You're dapping my hand, my man; don't you think it's awkward?
Bad at raps, bat off the tap and damage tracks
Sat and relaxed, man
Yo, yo
I will not stop runnin' 'till I'm winning the race
I can't live with myself being in second place
[R.A. the Rugged Man]
Ay yo, here's
like about yourself makes you interesting, I know for sure you will always be by my side cos that's the typa person you are, you never fold with those
like about yourself makes you interesting, I know for sure you will always be by my side cos that's the typa person you are, you never fold with those
bad bitch (ain't cost me nothin', ho)
We the ones that break the stage (break), stay gettin' paid (pay)
Came in the game, get yo' stain, bet the opps
I'll Shit on You, I'll pee on R. Kelly too
This is Bizarre, see you "Devil's Night 2"
Let's get, I can't wait to trick man
It's gonna be so sweet
Still like, "Can you hit it with your OVO goose on?"
I'm like, "What are you on?"
Told
get enough
Take a look at the man in the mirror watch him make a change as I beat it up
Cause girl you are dirty Dianna a brick house bad mamma jamma
get enough
Take a look at the man in the mirror watch him make a change as I beat it up
Cause girl you are dirty Dianna a brick house bad mamma jamma
get enough
Take a look at the man in the mirror watch him make a change as I beat it up
Cause girl you are dirty Dianna a brick house bad mamma jamma
shot Ghost
On the Breakfast Club, what the fuck was Tank tryna say?
If he sucked a nigga dick before, then that nigga gay
R. Kelly cryin' like he
versions of you
Ooh, I feel bad without you, babe
Woke up looking like death, better take care of yourself
He's following you, he's following you now,
the brand new shake (uh huh)
Got me pissin' on hoes like the R. Kelly tape
If you see me in the club, nothin' but Cris poppin' (yeah)
See me in court, my
think she gat some Kelly ish inside her
I got to play safe. To depart away from her
She say I got a man. But I can play with you
I want you so bad, I can
the remix
Now if u walk up in the club with a bad chick and she lookin' at me
Then I'm gon hit
Man jackin' for chicks
I tried to quit
But I'm playa homie
So I
the best version of me
Outro:
Man, that shit’s fucking cold nigga
my backhand
R. Kelly get pissed on, show you what's happening
Real lethal nigga give a fuck about your grandad
Anybody can get it including your fam
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
Sixteen sex, no R.Kelly
That's no diss, a man want Becky
If you tell me you want Becky, give me Brian
That's o brain, use your noodle, don't forget it,
they head like dead venison
Used to be the bad lieutenant with M-ilitants
Spillin' over fabulous jams my man Dilla sent
Rap speak for me, I am
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