Lyrics:
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
Over and over and over again
I just keep doing this trying to win
What am I doing they asking me when
The album come out
It got pushed back again
My
fans been sitting around waiting, they looking
Said damn it's summertime and N.O.R.E ain't drop one
You know, I drop one four summers straight
I paused
to introduce my
(My album, my album, my album, my album, my album, my album, my album)
Hope
What's my definition of success? (Of success)
Listening to what
yeah, that where I'm from (Flatland)
Outside, I was hands on like a glove (Batman)
Movin' like my nigga N.O.R.E., eatin' on the run (run)
Still
And comparin to me, ya frill healy
Maze who come nearly
Some the Projects thru youngers
Gun shit confronted
By jakes poppin up like late walkers
All around, all
meant for this performing
Why
Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you're
no sci-fi horror
Walk by today, drive-by tomorrow
Talk hype, get blazed, why do you bother?
You've been wally since Tim Tam Tommy
Go raves
Get paid but
[Intro: Angie Martinez (N.O.R.E. in background)]
Yea, ok...
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...
Yea, uh, yo, uh
[Verse: Angie Martinez]
They call me
the Porsche
Wanna call po's
Have me gettin' chased by the force
Didn't know I got dough
My case gettin' tossed
And I steal y'all hoes
That's why y'all base when
you're the shit nigga, ya smell me?
Shouts out to my nigga NORE
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
eating and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album's putting up McDonald's numbers
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
jests.
No more curses you can't undo,
Left by fathers you never knew.
No more quests.
No more feelings.
Time to shut the door.
Just- no more.
MYSTERIOUS
my side
I'm takin' some of y'all with me it's, by my side
I'm makin' sure they won't forget me it's, by my side
To all the niggas tryin' to get me
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
on the wall like I'm the heir to Gotti
I swear to Mambo and Nore and all the left wreck
A nigga try front on his body he gettin' sent back
Don't resent
eating and getting fat while y'all dying of hunger
I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the summer
Watch out, my album's putting up McDonald's numbers
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