Lyrics:
and sippin gin
We puff trees, we smoke 'em by the ounce
We hit the studio and then bounce
We on some nigga shit, Nigga shit
Click shit, big figure shit,
This my pussy, I can do what I want
Hm, I'm a big girl now
This my pussy, I can do what I want
Hm, I'm a big girl now
This my pussy, I can do
shows class,
If he says the horse shows class,
Shows class,
Shows class.
So make it Epitaph,
He wins it by a half,
According to this here in
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
the streets, and most of dem die by the chrome
Ay give the little nigga his ball back
Game Boyz, put a clip in a .45, cock back
Jeezy show a nigga where
me tomorrow
I wanna do right by you baby
It's too big a move to make
We'd be makin' a big mistake
I couldn't say I love you tomorrow
It's too big
my number 1 fan
Only show hate when they don't got bands
Lookin in my eyes
I know that they wannabe
Me
I took risk now they envy me
Mvp
Mvp
I took
to make him speak in tongues
While inside that pussy
Bad bitch taste like cherry kiwi
Real big Real big double DDs
Bad bitch taste like cherry kiwi
Real big
the freeway
There's a Starbucks in Guantanamo bay
There's a Starbucks in your mind
You're standing in the line
You were put here by design
The trains run
you're a don
You're in you're area with your friends you're a don
I'll catch you by yourself make you're health all gone
Big shout to the boy who
go pop like big time
These Niggas they know not to cross the line
Bedfordview by 10:05
We just landed, I order a latte
You might think that she a bitch
here.
OK, OK, that's all the time we have for today.
Goodbye kids.Today's show was brought to you by the letter ummm,
Big Bird:
bong...
Kermit:
at me baby)
I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live
Take her back then I put it in her ribs
(Holla at me baby)
I'm a monster, I do it real big
You ain't
love Scott, you love the Kid Cudi
I ain't no fucking slouch, show you what I'm 'bout
My energy is a bit too precious, too drenched in them blessings
as long as you feed me
I pull the big joints out as long as the TV
Or I can play my part and just breathe easy right
(By your side)
As soon as something
Big city life, me try fi get by
Pressure nah ease up, no matter how hard me try
Big city life, here my heart have no base
And right now Babylon de
summoned, have a new cocktail
Crash my bicycle
Crash my bicycle
In a big south carolina wreck
I crash my bicyle
Crash my bicycle
Crash my bicycle
In a big
Yeah, yeah
Kissing, I hope they caught us
Whether they like or not (not)
I wanna show you off (off), I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna brag about it
don't owe you shit, bitch, leave me alone
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm going big, suck my
big)
Show them, say your culture is your root,
And don't shun the talent of the children
Warm souls occupy a cold flat
New shoes, new coat, old hat
I did
No be by hustle and no be by sweat
Dear God show us the way
Make you show us the way
Dear God show us the way
Show us the way make you show us the way
red jumps right through the open yellow door
Whip-crack'n Wade loves a sound that will take you by surprise
With a crack of his whip he will show you
(wow)
Tip no less than a hundred when I eat (eat)
Bitch on Snap show the R in my seats (yeah)
Big check, don't show no sweat
One hit wonder, I ain't
got the big picture
But it’s too late for all of that
Get over it (Let go)
These hoes all on me now
But I can’t show no interest
These hoes all on me
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