Lyrics:
stone me
They're gonna say, "You're trying to be
Like Barack's wife look at her
She's sitting down and peeing like that
You trying to be like Michelle"
thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me
Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free
And separated from hell by
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
and fish
The hardest part of it
Is when they go and try
To talk you out of it
But I never stopped
I just to re route the trip
If you wanna be artist
they wanna get paid
Everybody late and Ima just gone play
And bitches be trippin cause they don't wanna
Ever stay down with a nigga, when a niggas
since I was seventeen I don't play chess cuz i can't lose another queen
I be so quirky, they think I be a different breed
But then I get unadded when I
the motherfuckin Wu! (Stand for it right now)
Two thousand and two!
You know how we do!
For you and your crew!
Representin the motherfuckin Wu!
Ayo catch me
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
B.G. talking:
What's happening?
The Hot Boy$ got some feelings they like to get off they chest
And if these niggaz feel like we feel, then y'all
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
and wanna sell drugs
Dem celebrities wanna be thugs
But when them slugs start flyin'
And the beef comes they start crying I knew he was lying
Wishing,
they could be so greasy
My crew here my drink cold my life so illegal
My bitch turnt my fists work my glock forever reloaded we here
Heard these niggas
the fun
We're gon' get it started
That's why we're the 2 Live Crew
Man, I hate when the club be dead
Ain't nobody dancin' 'cause they scared
Get your
of the rings
Add that shit up that 2 lines by a 3
But I bet i be loaded like glocks on a sting
Only pour red i do not do the green
Only want bread i do
You know n****s can't tame
Stay there your friends they wanna shoot out your brain
Cornnnnnnnnnn...........HA!!!
[Chorus:]
Haters wanna war, war with
for each man (Damn)
Then I scrapped that, 2 albums are now shelved
A personal hell completely composed by myself (Mmm)
But this one's workin', dropped
and pull out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, Heather be comes classier
Cause Heather be , Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer
makes up the dope crew
just gone play
And bitches be trippin cause they dont wanna
Ever stay down with a nigga, when a niggas doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I mashed
covered in ice
I lost my life twice just tryna get back to you
When I get home I wanna eat a tab or two
And take a dab or two
I said I envy you
You know
join gangs every day
'Cause they wanna be accepted, but at home they too neglected
Meanwhile, white America quick to call him a thug
But all he ever
enjoy a glass
May it flow just like a faucet every time you ask
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Minus one, burger moves, let
wanna go out, can you tell me where the spot is)
Well we're partying all night, and everybody is having a good time
(I wanna get nice, I wanna get live
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
whores don’t know what’s hell, shit
They don’t know how to work, they just twerk
They just make a man work for them
I don’t have a lot of albums, in
Fact I
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