Lyrics:
by this young bitch, a dumb bitch
I offered her ones, she wanted hundreds
She don't even drink, shorty sips SunKiss
Caught me on the one on one, always
Throw my books away into the fire
I'm never gonna need those words again
Page by stinking page
So the crucial three would understand
But I've
[intro - peaches]
Hey playas, this is peaches
And we comin' up on the new millennium, year 2k
And I'mma give you 3 points to keep you in the game
of glory
He was in the cockpit of a Westland Lysander
Shooting at the dull gray-day shoppers
Always knew when he looked at me
I'd shiver as if touched by
protect y'allself,
'cause I'ma take a journey to that three and I'ma start in the Melph
Chorus (UNLV):
From the Mac to the Melph to the Calio....
I carry
[Chorus: x3]
I walked away and I lived too cold
This goes out.
This what y'all niggaz all been looking for.
A litte story for all my brothers.
the box
No where near a match, you get smashed by a Rock
I done seen 3 dollar bills and you faker
And you wonder why I hate ya
A snake'll get snatched
these frogs in their clusters
Three by three, five by five
How would you describe this left handed loony
Toony votoony, dancegate pressure
Heading
Used again, but nothing's different
She'd stay the night but knows he doesn't care
Home by three to deafening quiet
The porch light's off, guess
3 A.M. At your house
A mix tape on
Me and you and a mouse
At your house
Dry mouth
And could I get by on who I am?
Yeah, if Phil can
I'm no
moving up 3rd
Make a right down 7th Ave to 4th Street Park
Feelin' the whole ghetto vibe and set my mark
Like the first time wifey let
You taste the snatch
Where they at?
If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be
When I think of all the worries
People seem to find
And how they're in a hurry
To complicate their minds
By chasing after money
And dreams
Scene three, weeks of dating, late night conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be cool and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell
Scene three, weeks of dating, late night conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be cool and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell
a great three-year duration
And Carol Lewis for the tour preparation
And Farrakhan for the righteous conversations
I can't forget the people all around
it walk on by
When it comes to me and Jenny
I seem (very serious) like a Peek Freen
Buddy is the act that occurs on the lip
When Jenny and Jimmy
stop
I'm Biz Markie with the funky sound
And right about now, here's the countdown
One.. two.. one, two, three
[Chorus]
Yo be take it from
wondering
Were the ballistics finally in
Once again,
Brand Nubian
You and your girl came to see the three rock
Now she stays
Kick the funky lyrics,
and his 2-2's
I saw him last night in the prime time news
Shot and killed by an on duty Jake
His birth to the earth was a big mistake
Now, history was not
(instrumental)
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Let's get together & make whoopee
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Cupid shootin' arrows 3 by 3
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Forget about
technical difficulties
Please stand by"
[speaking in Spanish left untranslated]
Auto four six seven five four three
Equals, the levels, of nobody in this
it walk on by
When it comes to me and Jenny
I seem (very serious) like a Peek Freen
Buddy is the act that occurs on the lip
When Jenny and Jimmy
and bigger dimes
Jobs and drug wars
Living by gun law
Jailcats come home and want to take yours
As the young one, growing up broke me and my people
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