Lyrics:
Hey King Tee, since this beat is kinda rockin'
I'ma let you rap and get the suckers cold clockin'
So yo loc', hear the beat I'm displayin'
(Yep)
But
Pass them cards for me to shuffle
Everytime before you deals
Then if anything's wrong, I must see
'Cause I mean, you always ain't no, er
Keep playin
that
Wore a lime-green headband, matchin leather pants
Vokal t-shirt with some sparklin wristbands
This man, he keeps it real sweet
With somethin
it's kinda weird
Re-records his line on RUN
Uh, that last note right here
Try to hold that
Hold it okay
Man, black people are gonna hate this song
I
wrong, I wanna see
I mean, you always ain't gonna keep playin' the game now
According to that Mr. Hoyle
You all gonna play this game according to me
Henry,
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
to say that new song
by Phats, Kurupt, the R.O.C.- it's off the hook baby. Keep banging it
[Radio DJ]
WBALLS, WBALLS, WBALLS
What more can we have
that
Wore a lime-green headband, matchin leather pants
Vokal t-shirt with some sparklin wristbands
This man, he keeps it real sweet
With somethin
YOU’RE POISON)
WE KEEP YOU MASC BOYS WELL FED
(YOU KNOW THIS IS ABOUT YOU!)
AREN’T YOU THE ONE WHO SAID
(UNTIL NEXT TIME, HOPE YOU’RE HUNGRY!)
ONE MAN’S
I send her a song, man, it feel like I'm fucking a fan
Nah, nah, i won't ever be "Mr. Right"
Nah, I'm sorry, you just not my type
I been strapped up
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Skrrt, that's a red flag
(Aj got them hits, boy)
It's Gucci
(Dj Meech, lil' bitch)
I can't do no show
a hot street so we paved a road
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin my song
While you're at it could you please stop sayin' my name wrong
Keep fightin'
She's bustin' it
Yeah Lord
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
City Boy
This is brought to you
By Mr. Everything gon' be alright
And guess who else
King
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
to face
You was goin' through that bitch like Jason
Boy, you gotta be a fool (huh?)
How you think that shit cool?
You givin' names, you ain't playin
a group of trucks, everybody knew who he was
I ain't playin the boy was cute, and I'm sayin
we only danced one song but the whole night I was swayin
Keep an eye on your friends you know the deal
When none door opens they all will
Hey Larissa how ya doin this year
I hear you share the same table
we must
Fulfill!
Now, it is my privilege to introduce our distinguished alumnus
Who wrote that song here twenty-five years ago
Whe great
I'm feeling you'
Will you be my lady?
Cuz' you drive me crazy'
Over you
Sweeter than the last I kissed
Wanted to call you Mrs
Hey Baby
Sweeter than
Missy Elliott
When I rap I'll be shakin 'em
Every song that I write dj beggin 'em
So u say that I'm wack, u be playin 'em
Got fararis and cribs
"Hey, Mr Brown, what's up, what's up?!?"
And he'll, you know, he'll calm right down
Says "Oh Dot, I just, I got out of bed the wrong side this morning, I
and playas and street ballas
Game spittas like 40 the colla popper
Hey boy, I'm a Bay Boy
And I rep every block that I'm on
Every city I roam
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