Lyrics:
After sipping too much Jack, I'll blow 'em off the map
With the MAC, thinking its all rap
'Til that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"
(It
After sipping too much Jack, I'll blow 'em off the map
With the MAC, thinking its all rap
'Til that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"
(It
fascinated by the game
I bugged out
They raised twenty-five cent prices
For my video games
Mortal Kombat time for no contract
Back to the Future no one told
the scene all red but I'm fine by it
Shoot him up like wick
Stand by my word ion trust no tricks
Bought some brand new kicks
Mess around, try to play, im
quiet i said, "Fuck it"
Hit the shower like a jackpot
The weed got my teeth
Off-white like crack rock
Toothbrush from the 99 cent store
I got a million
the sprite
But me I pop em straight hit da tea n lean to da side boosted up
Like I'm on jigga's call it live after five
Slushed out on da camera wit dat 9-8-5
ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains
Yea
Lloyd Banks nigga
Whats up nigga?
It's 50 nigga
You fuckin wit him right?
I know you fuckin wit
stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon'
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
Burl Ives - Blow Ye Winds
'Tis advertised in Boston, New York and Buffalo,
Five hundred brave Americans, a-whaling for to go, singing
Blow, ye
ain't gonna buy a new GJ
Smoke a cent that's while I rhyme
Then I put up in a six give a low have me high five
Then I pull a pole three to a let go
tuberculosis, folks."
People hurried by, gray shadows on a distant wall.
It was getting late and no money to score.
He turned into a side street and the lake
the Visionaries and I swear she going dummy
Bossed up fit, that's a quintessential verse
Shh, that's an instrumental verse
I could drop a body way I'm slicing
In my zone
When the instrumental be like 19 hunnids
That shit get me running
Na na na na na na na
Yeah I think i got it, yeah
Dammit Louis is lit
dollars and forty-five cents
Have-it anything you like
Even rum and Coke-it
Just give glass plain whiskey
Rum and Coke it make me choke-it
Fill up your
[B.G.](BulletProof)
V.L
(Team up)
V
V.L
(Team up, team up)
V.L
(Team up)
V.L
(Team up)
V.L
Verse 1: BulletProof
I'm full of that raw
???? a cop
Thirty-five cents and a cigarette on you
The moon began to melt as the sun went by
The man broke out of jail, tried to hitch a ride
I went to the bar to watch
knees and bless me with a gem in the Caribbean
Skiin' off by P.M.
Snatch Canadian cream with Scandinavians
Fellatium style, play it like thirty two
how it kill it with these instrumentals
And he ain't swerving out in these rentals
Niggas know I tear the streets up
I think she mad cause I'm just
to the money, I designed by myself
I'm loaded, racked up loaded
Backup nigga, watch how I blow this
This shit come and go, hocus pocus
Gotta keep a hundred
on an adventure through the making of
The album: Cherry Bomb take a seat
And relax
Yo, what up, it's Tyler
And I'm about to show y'all
What really went down when
I
if it don't flow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go
Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
and tuck
Gt da digital dash bouta paint my v dub
Damn what you do put the duces on it
Pull up with the crew its a kodak moment
Onli here for one night she
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