Lyrics:
to make you feel comfortable
Bo wants to make you feel comfortable
Bo wants to make you feel comfortable
So sit back, relax, and enjoy
A healthy dose
Baby, I'm back by popular demand
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand
I did not come to play with you hoes
I came to slay, bitch
Y'all haters
out his drop
(I got a question) Do you wanna ride or die?
Welcome to Detroit, mothafucka (Sean Don)
Boy I need no halves and halves, I want
I said, "nah, I'll put on the radio though"
(I might let you go)
Lay back on my back (uh), vibrate
My ex on some BS
She walked out the closet
And standing in the door
He said, if you've come to take the car away
I don't have it anymore
I don't have it anymore
He got the gospel on the radio
more live than y'all
I'm wit Tone Touch, while ya all touched in the head
Such a lethal combination, got you facin' the red
And um, yo, you don't want
beat is gonna do on the radio
Damn, I thought you knew me, by way you're talking to me
You get any closer to me, then I might just have to let it go
beat is gonna do on the radio
Damn, I thought you knew me, by way you're talking to me
You get any closer to me, then I might just have to let it go
how to edit and learned that that myself haven't been to college
But I'm still doing well like
Grades high school
You should stay in it don't just
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come tryin'
To censor you, like that one line
I said on "I'm Back" from The
Mathers LP 1
then you won't like me
I'm an outlaw. I said I'm an outlaw!
I'm an outlaw, give me two shots
We don't need a radio, bring the jukebox
For my outlaws,
Greetings, earthlings
We have now taken over your radio
Goin' straight through the hole
You ain't got no game
I'm breakin' ya out the frame
I get Texas Chainsaw Massacre
You will get Freddy Krueger part 6 and
Final Destination part 3
Trust me I'll push your wig back
This ain't a fair clash
to do what you want me to,
Cuz I need to come back to you
(HOME)
Cuz you know what they say, girl
It is all gonna be okay, girl
So let's cut through
bloods a flood
Without credit
Black and close to the edit
I fed it, you read it, just remember who said it
War at 33 1/3 not really live
I rather do
the mainstream
Radio, road man and stage show
At the same time
Watch what "Too Many Man" and "Sunglasses
At Night" do in 2-00-9
Let me show you why I'm the King
with death
If you see it comin
Niggas say they ready
They don't really want it
The blind lead the blind
Its all by design
I took the narrow road, choose
I don't know you
Hold on
Fuck nigga
Bag back
She keep talking bout them hoes
Baby I cant back track
Im not chasing after hoes
Ima let them have that
got caught with the seven deadly sins They want me to keep it clean like radio edits
I got caught up in stupid shit Now my heart is filled with toxins
whatchu want
You done need somebody, up in your life
That can hold you all through the mothafuckin' night
After the set
After the show
I'll be the one
the strength to crush all competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash please forgive me
But, that's all I want
I
back for the street boys, I gut off the street noise
By breaking their necks on the floor like a be -boy
Then destroyed the whole program
Had a vision
mothers
But some others monkeys fuck each other
Under one another
If you wanna fuck a monkey lover
Give us a kiss man i'm fucked if I want
A radio edit
but they Dicky
Hot stuff I curve em while the pitching
Step up to the Diamond like Hov
Think you should be watching that Throne
Royals in the posse
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