Lyrics:
my funds now (Bout the dolla dolla bill yall yall)
Yeah
If ya girl ain't been around
Ok now Its Done now
Back to countin up my funds now (Get money get
to rosamond to get a beer and tell everybody there
Including ronnie cook what had happened to his car.
I gave him the money
He acted real funny
He hocked
Hey, hey, hey, hey
We gon' get it poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight
Once we start it ain't no stoppin' girl
Get your best dress
I get a hip-hip for the new K-I-N-G, nigga I-AM-HE
Got the game in the clutch like I N G
You ball little boy, But I N-B-A
With a hand for
just like me from the present
And the past and the future and beyond
Me and Lupe and Kanye we play
The song and get it on
I saw your girl by MC New York slick D
Copyright, all rights reserved boy!
In eighty-eight
Ayy yo, don't want to diss you
but your girl's a freak
takes, a beep to get near me, uh
And mama always told me
I could tell a real girl by the way that she hold me
I live the life of a G
But tonight girl
takes, a beep to get near me, uh
And mama always told me
I could tell a real girl by the way that she hold me
I live the life of a G
But tonight girl
care what he took
It don't take much to get you touched, nigga, just a lick
I done took his bitch and now he callin' me a cripple
I done got her hoe
leave by three
And there's one pretty girls
Sitting beside me and he's like 'T'
And she's wifey so he's like 'B'
But she likes me
I get all the girls
, Girls, Girls
[Silkk The Shocker]
My girls look, let's get it crackin'
It don't take much, let's make it happen
She thinkin' we gettin' on tha highway
I'm
a party
So let's get down
You came with your girls
Just broke up with your boy
No telling what he's doing
It's okay girl I got you now
Step on up we gonna
and get in the freak way
Shit! We could get in on three way (Oh)
Blackberry two way, souped up cars on the thruway (Yep)
We superstars no Lupe, we could do
So damn tough
So - damn - tough
Everywhere we go downtown or to a show
We have two necessities
Charlie Mack and our limo
He's feared by suckers
full of sobriety
Body me if you don't like these
Policies that I be lobbying
Sick of seeing them hollow hearted get
Swallowed by Audemars and automatics
promise you'll be mine (girl, promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (uh-huh)
Now, girl, let's not pretend (come on)
Either he is or he
it hotter
And don't wipe off sweat it makes it better
Get him whatever he wants,
Don't hit him with questions
Ask my other girls
Trust me girl don't
the breeze
You be on my mind girl you be on my dreams
You be looking fine tell me why you wana tease?
You was by my side when nobody else believed
Yeah we
FlyLo, Lupe, I go
Metabolize on the scattered snare
With the banana pies that he don't like
Like mosquito bites on the shins or ankles
In the end it
Yo
Hey yo, you all remember Shiro
Down low the money
Snaked by his girl and the friend he called his right hand
Things have been different from
before I took the fall
You can't judge a guy just by his looks at all
He couldn't kiss at all
He was cute and all
But girl I tell you he couldn't
demons get, Lord if she cheat I gotta leave the bitch
Playaa always scoring on the first night look, this nigga leaning on the bench
He's tryna eye if I
of his love of games
(He finished his set that night
By retreating to play
Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now
As he spots
The original Pong, Super
might be perfect, but other niggas need eat
So if I gotta get it from a nigga peaking out his screen door
Then he get his screen shot, bitch we keep
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