Lyrics:
everyday like Pablo
If you want a bag you gotta come too the back door
And my Nigga come alone
Beat the bitch like Geronimo
Eat the pussy now I got too go
And walkin' right up in the middle of a little kids fuckin' pillow fight with it
You want smoke? I'm like hookah
Man, I remember back when I use to get jumped
before
Ya'll speak to me, don't come at me high
Last rapper that raised his voice to me
Got jabbed in da eye
Now if I say I'm gone get you, I'mma get ya
with the hot whips? (Huh?) (uh-huh)
Where my niggas living better?
We want Beretta and Amarettos (word up, ayo Pun, I got you, baby)
Butter leathers
to the south
A dog like me need a pussycat 'round the house, with a row bone
Ain't nothin' like me, you baby with no clothes on
I'm tired of runnin' the streets
her I was dead
Did she weep?
My dear Alma, may you continue to be courted by gentlemen
Who have been in the trenches
And those who are in sunken
a giant backpack
Sew a flag on the back
I think never is enough (yeah, never is enough)
I never want to do that stuff
I think never is enough (yeah,
a giant backpack
Sew a flag on the back
I think never is enough (yeah, never is enough)
I never want to do that stuff
I think never is enough (yeah,
Face, hips, thighs
Oh so hot
Chest, back, eyes
Oh so hot
Work it mama
Oh so hot
What up pana
She's s hot
I've never seen anything like you, are you
brighter inside
Someone come and asked me my name
Taken back by surprise
When I saw with my eyes
A girl in a love's disguise
She said stop, stop, stop
fly by
Girl it's time to let you know
I'm down if you want to go
We can take it nice and slow
We got until tomorrow
UK style, UK flow
We got you
that you didn't even know
But listen honey its drop by drop,
The stuff I'm selling it's hot, hot, hot
Mr Magic is not some toy
He's gonna
Yeah!
We keep it hot up in that range
With her feet up on the dashboard
She'll do anything I like!!
Oooh that baby you got that good stuff
Good
just want to scream
I think you should just go away cause
There's no necessity for you to stay
next time you come around my way
forget it baby you're not
'm down if you want to go
We can take it nice and slow
We got until tomorrow
UK style UK flow
We got you hot like whoa
With the hot stuff top stuff we
taken off, if you talking to hot, ha!
The funny thing is
I was made for this shit
It's a brick on my wrist and I tend to be priceless
See you got a bitch,
Give you this, give you that
Blow a kiss, take it back
If I looked inside your brain
I would find lots of things
Clothes, shoes, diamond rings
Stuff
, and that's not me
I want, I want, I want, to be loved by you
You've got everything you need
But you want accessories
Got to hold it in your hand
If I
of December 1985, and it's chart position was number 26. So stuff it again, where... you know where, or
whatever you like. Put it where you want, I don't care
fucked by a stick of dynamite
You're weak nigga, you bout to die up in your sleep
The overlord of rap will never meet defeat
Pain and agony, I don't touch
in the war zone
You don't want to fuck with us
We blast till we outta here, come back with no chrome
You don't want to fuck with us
Stuff you in
Don't you know I got kis by the three
When I chirp, shawty chirp back
Louie knapsack where I'm holding all the work at
What you know about that? What
a shot of vitamin E
By the time you're finished with me
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, you're an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my back
Hot legs, bring your
the fliest one of all?)
Do ya thang, girl, fuck what they lookin' at
We, the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast baby, with so much gravy
You
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