Lyrics:
what are we gonna do?
(I don't know)
Pressure is mountin'
Oh, baby, now how we gonna get through?
(I don't know)
Can't go left, can't go right
zombies, becomin' one by now
Wonderin' if my style would support her and her child
Out the corner of my eye saw this stud I recognized (who?)
One
nothing back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6
4-4
Mayne I'm always in the ghetto, in the ghetto you can find me
Cadillac swangin-car killas right behind me
Rollin' down the interstate doin'
nothing back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6
want no one but you (one, two, three, four)
I get so lonely
Can't let just anybody hold me
You are the one that lives in me, my dear
I want no one
pop it 4 the pimp, bitch get your ass out of town
You got to take it off and let me see it, with no delay
So, if you miss the pimp, let me hear you
the greatest but
Now that shit is the fuck clear
Bitch, if it's up then it's stuck there
You hear me clown? You try to stare me down
You can meet the man
I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Now all you hear is New York this, New York that
Let's keep it real motherfuckers, I brought New York
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
as a stud , N* take that bow
Im asking anyone who's able to to see me now
I thought you had a Queen in Vegas , who can beat me now ?
[HOOK]
Whats a Queen
and jackin' marks
And the punk police can't fade me, and maybe
We can have peace someday, G
But right now I got my mind set up
Lookin' down the barrel of my
zombies, becomin' one by now
Wonderin' if my style would support her and her child
Out the corner of my eye saw this stud I recognized (who?)
One
't hear you, are you talking to me?
I can't hear you, time to meet my lord
I can't hear you, talk to, talk to two by four
She don't take no more, yeah
now, huh, huh?
What I'ma do now? It's all fucked up now..
("Can why'all hear me out there?" -> Puffy)
What I'ma do now, huh? What I'ma do now, huh,
high like Jordan, Flash like Gordon
'bos, Girbauds and shorts is probably what I'm sportin
Fuck what you heard, this is what you need to hear
It's
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Now all you hear is New York this, New York that
Let's keep it real motherfuckers, I brought New York
?
Jabone, do you hear me?
Now when I say uh, one time
You say uh, ready
One time, uh, good God, ha
Now I'm gonna ask for two
Can you give me two?
Can
a casket nap
Cass' can rap, you can't compare him to me
I'm ya savior
It's like scripture when they
Hear it from me i snap back
(snapback) so cats in this
into my briefs, because the boxers my jewels jingle
I got a girl, but you can play me like I'm single
Don't worry hon, my pops showed me where it
't hear you, are you talking to me?
I can't hear you, time to meet my lord
I can't hear you, talk to, talk to two by four
She don't take no more, yeah
on doin' me (my joy, doin' me)
Now I don't know what else to say except, I'm so falsely accused
Tell me how can you judge when you've never walked in my
and get'em up with these
[x4]
You don't really wanna fuck with me
We can do it in the street and get'em up with these [x8]
[x4]
My melody reeks, so mo
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