Lyrics:
pot-hole crusher, red light rusher
Musher of a brother 'cause I'm plowin' over suckers
In a hooptie
It's a three-ton monster, econo-box stomper
Snatch your
gun spinnin' bullets spit at a witness
Mix the K too to eucalyptus playing
Pistol in hand, rock 'em to sleep like tryptophan
Then douse the weapon
that's Boogie Down Bronx rompin
Yo, the Sugar Dick is the man, and
Even The Gap Band made a song about how I'm 'outstandin'
My favorite pastime is
plans, no men
We gotta get out
(I don't live here, I am out)
I'm talkin' about gettin' in the mix
Mackin', you know what I'm sayin'?
Gettin' with some
say what you want, that's what it is
All I know is that the thoia thoing man its the sh*t
Afro's, cornrow's, hair weave's you gotta love it
White
I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
Codeine cowboy no he haw
Rapping on the beat with no condom so he raw
Feeling antisocial so I don't really know y'all
Rock out on these niggaz man I'm
a crook
Take money off the books
Just as long as I'm liked
By a rich man's wife?
OK, hold up i can't rap about doing crime
But if I actually do crime,
Bang bang, the booty with the booty
Say up jump the booties to the bang bang boogie
Let's fuck, you don't stop
Suck the penis that'll make your pussy
few rocks
Kuz I'm seeing bloody faces going in shock
So why waste time on therapy
For the dead white man they'll bury me
Treat a nigga like I'm Cherokee
I'm a millionaire, but I'm a country boy
And my right hand man got a Tonka toy
I sell, charge, I'm servin' boy
Major saver, I'm the golden boy
And I
I'm a millionaire, but I'm a country boy
And my right hand man got a Tonka toy
I sell, charge, I'm servin' boy
Major saver, I'm the golden boy
And I
by next day like just me this time
Two hands on the twelve at midnight
Drench my zombie, wet my samurai sword
And board up shh, with my flick knife
some kids who just got into sex on the internet
So you want the chat room or the house of Malibu Em?
Your emphasis is on the wrong Syllable
They
her to the coast cause I wanted to Screw Driver
Now Im not one for a speech
But there was plenty of Tequila and Sex On The Beach, Y'all
Tequila
Motherfucker
[Chorus - Pharrel]
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, what them boys want them (money man)
[Verse 2 - Ab-Liva]
Hot Damn, when the white hit the pen
me to pull up get brain like a Zombie
That b**** like white guys like c******* like Polly
Drank got me slow but I'm fast in the Audi
Smokin this gas
and I'm so fresh that I should pose
I can't sleep like I done popped me a no dose
She a freak so I'mma fuck her and 4 hoes
Bitch don't try me I might rock
the units and I dramatize the eulog'
Bullets penetrate, by my eyes they know I'm zooted
All my diamonds undiluted, all your wives could get recruited
I
a fool
Cause I'm takin off from the tip-top of the key
with the rock passed by the Pharoahe M-O-N, see-H
the chosen lyrical soldier who backs me up
when
white tainted pills and it's all-inclusive
This ain't what you wanted, stupid, I threw the bait
Huge mistake, you 'bout to fall into it, show me your
nigga, give a caterpillar wings he ain't died my nigga
If I don't speak I'm a choke my nigga, if I don't breathe then I'll croak my nigga
Why you got your
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