Lyrics:
Danger, tell these babies there's no
Space in the manger anybody get rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by
a mil before my album hit the shelves
And I ain't talkin' bout no signin' bonus (uh-uh)
'Tics went platinum to remind ya homey
I'm not a restroom so
Definitely the oldest song on the album, it was originally recorded on our first album (1990), In Love With The Greenery, when we played under
bash?
Open your throat look in the raw gash!
You hold each other by well groomed hands,
mumbling prayers to a neglected jesus.
The matradees quiver
bash?
Open your throat look in the raw gash!
You hold each other by well groomed hands,
Mumbling prayers to a neglected jesus.
The matradees quiver
Az Usual, the only way to survive
(4x)
[Second Verse]
My lifestyle, still crazy fuck how shady it seems
By my side bes the three-eighty, lady of my
I like fuckin' baby mamas
See, I grew up without a father, he alive, but shit, he gone
Know he proud a nigga winnin', by next winter, he'll be home
Queens is in the buildin'
That blank look on your grill'll get filled in
Slow down baby, you actin' like a clown homes
You get your fronts remodeled
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burner
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
not a lotta things
That impress me but this album definitely took me by the balls
And said look here, this sure is something serious
Futuristic, he
are at the store and she gets Stopped by the door
Imma open it so she can walk in first and Before
What if you produce a baby with your
Beautiful bride
She want a Cuban link
With ice bergs
Type to make her eyes twirl
Beanie made by Yeezy
That she'd never rock
That's my girl
Icing on the vee vees
Look
Vibrate
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that hit the charts
Album poppin so we hit the news
Finally found a girl that could pierce my heart
I'm not goin mad its the juice
Man its a free for
Shopp, man
We... y'know finally reachin' the end of this album and I just wanna thank y'all, like...
I was never a big fan of doin' the whole long talk
Wolves out, baby
My barrel lean like thorazine
Like reverend king, cream like
Cartel spark reel, y'all in the mezzanine
Women at the shot ball,
Baby, gimme Van Gogh
That’s all I need, for you to believe
So fuck an entourage
My whole damn album’s an art collage
Fuck an arm massage – I want
for 30 minutes
It's been five hours, man, what's goi'
Yeah, shut your fuckin' mouth, ya fuckwit, before I fuckin' bash ya!
Man, what the fuck are you
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
Jeffersons.
Lets begin, it began, so begun
The story of one who went from girl to woman.
From crums to slums, to laced in diamonds.
Son by guns that sound like
over
Pills scatter on the floor
Tell your baby mama that I want some more
I got some surprises in store
I'm a rapper so you know I name the car by
See through the years, I watched niggas live and die
Its social genocide and I been barely getting by
I had two jobs and ain't got shit out here to show
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