Lyrics:
Then you wonder: "How can kids eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate, I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in
your rap
I'm out here, gettin hoes livin fat
While you at home, gettin sweated by your mamma
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't
up to the crib
You dribble on yo bib
Yo house look like a kip
Flexing on you with the drip ay
I'm a misfit
Get on the beat and throw a fit
Pull up
won't, He won't, He won't, He won't
I've still got joy in chaos
I've got peace that makes no sense
I won't be going under
I'm not held by my own
Back of the 'lac I'm planning to stack on you whack spazzers
As sudden as an asthma attack
A few bars on the album to show what I do when
People are
mmm mmm! Ain't that something
Dogg I bought yo' album, my nigga, that shit is bumping
I apologize, I'm sorry for the drama
Can I get your autograph
kizzay?
Izzall rizzight
Izzo kizzy?
Izzall rizzight
Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee
I don't go out my house, shorty
You just waiting to see
Who I'm
kizzay?
Izzall rizzight
Izzo kizzy?
Izzall rizzight
Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee
I don't go out my house, shorty
You just waiting to see
Who I'm
Government of the people
For the people
By the people
Earlier today a Broward County appellate court judge has
Upheld the previous ruling
baby swag it out
Gon' baby swag it out
Dear Tiara why these bitches so mad now,
You know they went and put my flow up in the mad house
Just left
(Kim Carnes/Dave Ellingson)
Line up your hood ornament with the highway honey
Turn on your radio they'll be playing our song
Congratulations are
could never speak cap, no management
Album made it all by myself, I'm one-manning it
This the victory lap, it's happening (woah oh oh)
Turned a couple
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
workin' on nigga? (Um, you know, I got Curren$y album)
(And quietly workin' on my album, ya dig?)
Oh, I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my next
prom— I promise!
This is a token of my affection
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
I'm here to make right what is destined
I love
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
'81 I was rocking the house
I'm a hustler, baby, coming up
I hustle every day and I don't sell drugs
I don't run no gangs, don't shoot no dice
Gave
promoted
Moved out my momma house but still
This music was the motive
Around this time I'm bumpin'
Tunnel Rats and CMR but Lil' Jon was on the
Radio
the rules
Lil' Caesar
Go ask your homie how I'll leave ya
Cut your young-ass up, leave you in pieces
Now be deceased
Lil' Kim, don’t fuck around with real G’s
that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's
Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna
And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama
This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen
you at home, gettin' sweated by your mama
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't stand it, so what do you say
Too $hort can't rap, no
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
I'm a M-80, you little like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer
You
.jpg/217px-Kim_Carnes_with_Mike_MacDonald_(cropped).jpg "Kim Carnes")
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