Lyrics:
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You don't wanna fight, you
Ain't built for that, huh
Yeah, roll call, you can see my hands
Jaws gon' break lip gon' bust, you like
"Why you snuck up
up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git something
'Cause you and I got to do for
up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git something
Cause you and I got to do for
You gonna make me fuck somebody else (I'm gonna fuck somebody)
If you keep on treating me the way you do
(you don't wanna do it, you don't wanna do
information
State property parties
You wanted invitations?
You don't wanna do that, family
Them people gon' have to move your family
It ain't a movie y'all
You
don't wanna make a scene
But let me tell you something about my cool team
We beat Duluth on point uni
'Cause Eauzone's got better community
So many teams
that I want is to be all you need
Baby in fact
Ooh your good lovin' did something to me
You make me, make me wanna
Touch you right there
You make
Copy and fit in
My mission is to motivate youth
It doesn't pay well
But that's what real rap gods have to do
So, you wanna be a rap god?
You can't worry
(bitch, you gon'), shake something (bitch, you gon')
Move something (yeah), break something (do it, hey)
Fat ass, you wanna taste some?
You like that?
always do right by you, wanna spend my life with you girl, (something for my girl) you’re my girl, (something for my girl), And if you want it I got it
Prescribe the antibiotic
Make a high profit, divide the margin
You could die off it
If you do, they hide the autopsy
What the fuck are you supposed to do
motherfuckers
Do it take for ya'll to change the lightbulb in a motherfucking ceiling fan
You feelin my venom once I bit em it's in em Imma end em Cypress Hill
math classes
Forget the fraction, Ima' count mathematics
Cutting you off, no strings attached
Spend my money then make it back
The weight scales
the worst all I can do is hope for the better
Sometime I jus be pulling out stacks cause it make me feel better n close to the cheddar
Always stress I be
Or are you sure, (oh), (what), you’re immature (yeah)
You’re sick of me, well then there’s the door (there it is)
When I say, something funny they all
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
it do? You can call me Dogg
Let me just check your sheet
No problem, sir, let me just say
I'm a big fan of the shit that y'all make
I can't lie, I been
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
gotta shake you to the ground
But just give me, huh, what I know is mine
People do you hear me, just gimme the sign
It ain't much I'm asking, if you want
your name
Wanda? Do you wanna get up on me?
Do you wanna bend over? Do you feel horny?
Do you wanna feel the stroke?
It's kind of like Facebook when
You
later on, see what's up
Talking to shorty made me wanna do something nice
Looking at that ass made me wanna do something tonight
And I know right when
It’s like I wanna spit something written
But keep forgetting
So I guess it’s from the heart from the start
Played my part
Seemed like I just wasn’t
take you by the hand
I might take you by surprise tonight
I see the look in your eyes
You wanna give me a try
Yeah, I got a dark past
But the future look
repeat
Who I do it for? Bitch, I do it for lil fuckin' Steve
When lil Mel been at Tahoe, you would think that shit a Jeep
Get back, gang, I'm slidin' back
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