Lyrics:
Now, listen here and grab a seat! (Grab a seat)
We've got some words (Got some words)
That you must heed (That you must heed)
Of how things happen
dancers
Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased by
at you now, hurts
Words can't describe it
I've lost friends and family
I can't handle this
How do you let go of someplace where you felt welcome
When now
Everyday there's a thousand things
That somehow pass us by,
Go cut through the noise
So you can know what love sounds like
I'm comin' to your
mics to rocking coliseums
I just bought your bitch a flight with my per diem
But I would never invite that hoe to my museum
I'm gone by 12 o'clock PM
it is
Why u keep calling
I know that you want the thin so bad
Baby take it easy for me
I know u want that ting
Hold me girl I feel sober adey like how
a chance
He go 'round with a friend
That's life, look
But this the way that we do
Screaming, "Who wanna see
Me?" 'Cause, honestly, i can't see you
Start off
how to get me back like Liam
No fuckin' or not, I'll be gone by the pm
With all the kissin', the touchin', the bitin', the tuckin'
You know you
[Verse 1:]
I'm performin tonight you know that shit gon be packed
Pay me in advance and make sure that it's exact
My ex girl I'll probably show up
steady takin sips, G
So many sips that I be drinkin' till my sud's gone
Because the Bones love to get they buzz on
And I'm a show you how to bless it like
like that in a theater before! how 'bout you, rhonda?
Rhonda:
You're a worm, harry. drop dead. god, you're disgusting! don't touch me! yuck! what is
The moon is shining through the blinds, now (when you need a midnight)
How 'bout I hit it from behind, now? (When you need a midnight lover)
Or do you want
of tension
You won't drop a decent record
Cuz you fiddle with erections
This how I know
That you been sneak dissing up in the hiding
CAs when I said called
dreads
And love smoking pot
You can talk shit about me all day
But your bitch love my song anyway
You can do what ever you want
Am a fucking stoner
I don't
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
that body over here let me see you move (see you move)
Come and show me what it do (what it do)
A gent like me plays by the rules
Room full of girls all
hard? Ooh please!
You rappers do trap like Tom in a industry full of jerry mouse so that rats gets away with the cheese
New makervelly ? Naah really
[Common]
Yeah, one two..
Yeah, where my nigga Jay Dee?
Where ya at? (Yeah!)
(Oooh, you say you got guns, then bring that shit) what?
(You say you got
boy's got to look nuts
And that's the only word I can think of right now
On how to describe the shit
It's just like a vibe you get, go ahead and bob
by the weight
I don't know
I know I'm great
All I ever contemplate
Place some blame on my friends
They the ones that give me faith
Really none of yo
weed
I feed off the hunger that a bum or abandoned child gets
Freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I lecture how I got God but don't
hater on they job by cashing out on new cars
Trying to stop the kid but they can't Sideshow Bob
Prettiest bitch you ever seen, light skin with everything
perfect view
There's nothing that you cannot do
I just want to be with you
You shine so bright
You're a drug I fly so high
I want you right by my side
Girl
a wormmmmmmmmmmmm!
Thing-fish:
Boy obviously got hisseff a provlum! would y'all like to use my nakkin' one mo' time?
Harry:
Oh, yes! yes! give me...your...how do you
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