Lyrics:
Our thing is good fun
Its not like I'm at home
Everyday just waiting by the phone
Compared to a day of sunshine
You don't stand a chance
the drawer then
Cause I ain't comin' home, I don't need that attention, see
I don't care what you might think about me
You'll get by without me if you want
I
might think about me
You'll get by without me if you want
I could be the one to take you home
Baby, we could rock the night alone
If we never get
ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015
Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high
Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by
can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said, ""No
Would you come home to me?""
the world I roam
Hey fuck you fuck you fuck you too
I stay myself you stay you
I ain't playing by your rules
Don't you tell me what to do
Hey
Fucking your
and diggety ...
Dig and dig and dig and diggety ...
[Wiggins]
Hey nonny nonny
Ho nonny nonny
[Ratcliffe]
Oh, how I love it!
Riches for Cheap!
[Wiggins]
There'll
Yeah, yeah (ooo)
Uh, hey hey
All right, yeah
What a man, what a man, what a man,
What a mighty good man
Gotta say it again now
What a man,
Yeah, yeah (ooo)
Uh, hey hey
All right, yeah
What a man, what a man, what a man,
What a mighty good man
Gotta say it again now
What a man,
light, runnin' rulin' with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fly-by-nights stop chirpin' B
Heavyweights type work to me
For
light, runnin' rulin' with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fly-by-nights stop chirpin' B
Heavyweights type work to me
For
the impossible, and then I did it twice
Young!
Young HO, fresh from Italy
Trip financed by my best ability
Same one helped me in extra realty
For my mom, for my
These niggas tempted by these slut hoes who fuckin' the block
Ain't no more love in my heart
And I don't mean to question God, but
If he kill my
any old way
What can I do, then it's true
Don't want nobody, nobody
'Cause baby it's you, baby it's you
Wo ho, it doesn't matter what they say
Well I woke up one morning
Seen my baby fly away
Sugar don't go
She said I don't be treatin' her
Right by the things I say
Sugar don't go
I
Hope it's not mirages of the top, Goddamn
My head is the island that I'm stuck on
Cast away thoughts, this paper is their new home, Damn
Hey nobody
up in the world
Don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
I remember the days when I was a young kid growing up
Looking in
to the fog, fuck a ho and miss, yeah
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
Maybe that's what life is
Ay, man, caveman
gather nu
So that me and can make a home together
Nwa just consider give me that opportunity let me take you round the world
Only by then you go know say
Alright.
Hey, hey what do you say?
I come from a place called the U.S. of A.
Ho, ho what do you know?
Hop in my car and let's go.
Well this is
Hey, take a real good look at the boy
And tell me if you see just
As much gangster as I feel, y'know?
Cause that there is all I can be man
That there
Mambo!
No more a mozzarella.
Ho, ho ho
You mixed up Sciciliano.
Hey!
Volare
Oh, Oh!
Cantare,
Oh!
Arrivederci Roma.
Good-bye Au revoir!
Si ritrova
any old way
What can I do, then it's true
Don't want nobody, nobody
'Cause baby it's you, baby it's you
Wo ho, it doesn't matter what they say
you so
Fuck them niggaz, they gon die and nobody'll show
At they ho ass funeral, cause only you'll know
Niggaz get paid when they stay true
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