Lyrics:
to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high
KRS-One
In the field of music I'll always pass by
Girls that claim to act so fly
They always act like it's all about them or their friends
Bitch I'm the man, you can't talk no shit
Can't fuck with no lames, can't fuck with the mix
And I need me some money, so I'm hitting some licks
And I
I'm down bad but I'm fucked up
I mix the upper with the downer in my cup
Cuz I'm tryna get over you by getting under
Under someone I won't remember
Nada Franchise
Nada Shotcallers
Yeah Sporty Thievz Sporty Thievz
Uh huh nada
A Pigeon is a girl who be walkin' by
My rimmed up blue
the drank
I got her mixing her love
Mix it right with the pain
Mix it right with the pain
Mix it right with the pain
Girl it fill me up
Mixing right with
shit
Know what it is we keep it jumpin (gang shit)
Girls in wildin all night
Pourin up the drank we gone mix it wit da Sprite
Do it ri-ri-ri-ght
I don't do small talk
I do pounds and kilos, ounces
I don't do small talk
And they wanna put me in their system,
You can't put me in four walls
Got
on
Talk about me when you talkin bout dons
I'm smoking dope like a Marley
Play with her pussy white girl named Atari
Can't fuck with niggas who cap like
Oooh, baby, I like the sound when
The switch is on, and you start poundin'
Out my radio and pretty soon
Salt and Pepa will boom into the room
of the cuckoo
But she never gonna hear them in the mix so the new attitude
Taking cues from the radio playing that doodoo
She on D'Angelo Pandora station
that we talk,
The more time to try
And while you were sleeping,
Time pass by
Girl let's get out of bed
This will be the best day that we ever had
on the street
Play it for the Whiz Kid
Just play that beat
Play that beat
Why don't you play it for me?
Switch the mix mister D.J
(Girls singing - repeats
on the street
Play it for the Whiz Kid
Just play that beat
Play that beat
Why don't you play it for me?
Switch the mix mister D.J
(Girls singing - repeats
kits
Whether cassette radio or CD bits
Mix tapes from the best going on and on
Throughout the city grounds to suburban lawns
Man, we don't play,
Guys like pretty girls in the world (Let's get this know what I mean?)
Women love men with money (Oh shit you got my nigga Carl on this too?)
that we don't know but lay big in these streets
Well they fightin' in the street you see that video girl (mmhmm)
Okay okay you need to talk I got you
be playin no games girl you know what i been though
I just been smokin and thinkin a lot
Rollin up weed we be stinkin the spot
Talk that shit we
Hey
Ain't no party here baby just party with me
Top floor where we meet
Penthouse is the suite
TLC on the creep
Keeping ya body on fleek girl
I been
told that girl that I might need a rain check
Too busy tryna get rich in my basement
Chilling at the apex tho
He gonna talk in my comments and say shit
I
that we talk
The more time we try
In while you were sleeping Aufstehn
Time past by
Oh Babe lass uns geh'n
Das leben will ein'n ausgeb'n
Und das
then baby
You can't change your mind
Girl, we off in the street
Put the windows up
Blast the radio
We not givin' a fuck
Cruisin' round and round
I walk and talk
Strollin with a slight limp
Flyer than any big city pimp
Gold, girls, cold cash
On the mic Shaquel Shabazz
Supreme, the Lord,
by day by day is how I got to take it, auh yeah
Oh lawd, please don’t surround me by these frauds
Cause all they do is just run and talk
Behind they’re
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