Lyrics:
Ya'll Can't Fuck Wit Us, At All
We Can Go To War For Years
Let's Do It Man (Our Grandsons Could Get It On) Its Nuffin
Let's Do It
[Cam'Ron]
Yo
Jew
I said "Bitch, your problem is you"
Yeah bitch, I'm talking to you
I'm over it like walking flu
What would Joaquin do?
Phoenix
No, it's Gary, your
you in for (Huh?)
Try not to shoot not an M4
I can see through you like window (See)
I always eat like it's pinto
Was told to be careful what's wished
Sold my soul to Big-Jack for the love of a black Cadillac
And it rolled for a day now it's stopped and he won't take it back
So I called the police
That’s a severance package
Is Glu’ still shell dumpin’?
Career is stale from it
Like how do you say your grace knowin’
How far you fell from it?
It’s Hell
pulled 3 aces and the one-eyed Jack
Then said, Go ahead now, make your deal with the devil
I said Do you, don't you, want me to love you?
You ain't
We've just left the EU
We have and it's amazing
It's what we've been waiting for for four years
It means we get our own country back we get our
certain the one I love
I'm through with flirtin', it's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin', I'm savin' my love for you
I'm like Jack Horner in
here
You people love the shit I pop in your ear
You gon' love the shit I do to hip-hop this year
You gonna love when I bring it back to the block this
Brazilian
Pack come through give her my dues
And her commission
I know convicts so I do it with conviction
Pain, suffering and affliction
Fiends, dealers
an ear full of noise,
When I bring the noise from here to Illinois,
Motherfuckers love when I do what it does,
A all-star, superstar entertainer,
World
his ass when he made the dumb-ass mistake to ask her what her parents were like, and she done it all shut up on tranquilizers too." [Jack Scagnetti:]
it was going to kill you, boy
It would have by now
For what? For what? For what it’s worth
There’s no more looking back
It’s looking up or looking down
niggas ain't got the heart to jack me (jack me)
and when it to guns nigga I pack three (pack three)
nigga that's me (that's me)
[Lil O]
Hey I live la
niggas ain't got the heart to jack me (jack me)
and when it to guns nigga I pack three (pack three)
nigga that's me (that's me)
[Lil O]
Hey I live la
or is it you or is it only Jaded Love
Jaded Love Jaded Love
Was I betrayed by all my blindness
and the music in my reverie
Is this the price I pay for so
it's balling the jack
I just love the rhythm of the clickity clack
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
Choo choo, choo choo, ch'boogie!
Woo
it's balling the jack
I just love the rhythm of the clickity clack
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
Choo choo, choo choo, ch'boogie!
Woo
her know that it's real
Nigga we in the field like Chris Johnson
It's 2010, how the fuck we get six Thompsons?
Top 10, how the fuck you gon' forget
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
niggas and me releasin
Bone and CD's
With money steady increasin
For houlagans like me
Money by all means
Smokers gone pay for daytons
Smokin on collard
wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think I love her
Built like she was
She had the nerve 2 ask me
If I planned 2 do her any harm
So, look here
I put her
Wouldn't wear much more raspberry beret
I think I love her
Built like she was
She had the nerve to ask me
If I planned to do her any harm
So, look here
I
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