Lyrics:
don't forget the women too
Droppin' all this knowledge like I'm coughing out my wisdom tooth
Bounda make a profit from my albums, man I swear
Have my mama
Y'all want to know why the album is late
I've been giving y'all time to get the last one straight
T-O-T-P back when me and Doc put them days in
to bloom
from pavement despite looming gloom accumulated by fumes.
Warn your county when the album drops
and watch how we split the ground for blocks.
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the homie cuttin'
Records like a villain
So buy the album cause we're
Gonna make a killin' and I'ma carry a nation
Fade in to Perfection gets a standing
short views over here
We pay dues and stay on our P's and Q's
Play it cool, due to mainly brew and boom I consume
Bloom like a flower in June, groom
couldn't do an album, now I got like 8 tracks
White boy rappin' shoulda signed to Nickleback
Jack make me delete posts on social why would you do that
I
on the way
Shit it sounded okay, but me I had to ask
If we don't do Big Pimpin 2, would you still put us on blast
A song like that might take a nigga
you hoes"
We finish the album, got ready to do a couple shows
And then he violated, one month before we dropped
And shit just got put on hold
the suits
With the cash
I tell' em
Pass the ruck, or get stuck by my comrade's badge
Just like my mom and dad had it
And did it
Easin in as slick as I can
a minute
Dropped the album in June and they hated
And bitched and complained and they thought I was finished
And I know that I made it, I'm doing it right
If
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them bitches and
Niggas who stay fly
B-Mack, Roc-a-fella till I die
Met Jay, dropped on a album in
nigga I never fold
Not here to play boy ain't talking no centerfold
Some like the rest of their albums, I've never sold
Take the win yes, Im gunna, too
the wheels of fortune, so I'm a bout to buy a noun
Ever verse is a msterpiece, my money's still stacking like Master P's
Feeling like Mighty Mouse the way I be
I shall gallivant as the red car rolls down
On the harbor I'll not feel in a specific town
The gas lines will stick their heads above the earth like
-A on this album?"
I said "you bitch ass nigga, I am P-A, who the fuck is you nigga?
Know what I'm sayin'?
Everybody know I rep for Port Arthur, Texas
bumpin Ghetto D by P and C and the Shock kid
Cuz most of what's on the radio today is just dog shit
My shit is so cited, I pressed it in braille
Got Helen
I got it)
Bitch, I'm on the addy, not the Advil
(Slatt, I got it)
I done spent two million, like damn near
(Slatt, I got it)
Lighters electro, I
of a Down’s debut album. It speaks of June, a girl going through a procedure to insert a v-chip in her brain, controlling her… Read More
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o'clock (woo!)
Hungry 'bout to hit the IHOP (let's go)
After that, menage-a-trois
And he out by seven o'clock (p-YOON)
'Cause I'm a baller, thought I
in the back seat
Go to P they don't tax me
Why my ex still trying text me
Back at this shit man I feel like the matrix
I got the choppa on me with
and quarter pounds down to ozones
(Who you?) I'm Dat Nigga, D-A to the Z (uh-huh)
A motherfuckin' playa, for the D-P to the G
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