Lyrics:
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
Blow your secret open wide
So baby, if you say it (say it)
Tell me what it is you like (like)
Baby, baby, don't be shy
Maybe you can spend
Blow your secret open wide
So baby, if you say it (say it)
Tell me what it is you like (like)
Baby, baby, don't be shy
Maybe you can spend
We were kids now and now we're driving cars
Dont care what ya think about us thats who we are
That's who we are
When you grow up things change it just
at me
We don't give a fuck
What you lookin' at
We gon' give it up
Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at
Do ya thang, man, fuck what they
But what's good for the goose, is still good for the gander
See...
Chorus:
I don't believe Bob Marley died from cancer
31 years ago i woulda been
what nobody
Is here but you, spider and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
to the mo'
It really don't matter how I get you in my low
Just hop in, let's go
And let your friends know!
Do ya thang, man
Fuck what they lookin' at!
get away with murder
Ever heard of Asperger's? It's a rare condition
It's what you're suffering from when you simply don't care if it's an
Eighty
'bout to give you some yutes
I'm too big for my boots
Know what they say about niggas with big feet?
I'ma give it to you all, give you everythin'
really wanna say it better say it with ya chest
Don't guess, imma put 'em to the test
Man I seen what they doing it's a mess
I don't do what I regret,
What would happen if I told you that my life ain’t been the same no more
When we talk feel like we ain’t it shit else to say nomore
I don’t wanna
see what I mean, see what I mean
See what I mean, see what I mean
Say lil' mama put me on, baby put me on
Then I have you gone, then I have you gone
don't tell you when you young
They be making it seem fun
Really this ain't what you want
Nigga this ain't what you want
Free that nigga Welch and fuck
bubble
roll the blue carpet and It better be felt
Ya know who's hardest I don't need no help
Punches like Tysonthat's what he felt
The Champs is
enough
cant keep my drank in my double cups cant keep yo hoe off my fucking nuts
you got the bob you gone smoke or what egyptian bitch make me feel like
baby I don't favor ya
A pharmacist got what you need, I need them flavors yeah
The opps stay mad at us we up, it's hard to stay alive
I cut that beam off
I just wanna say
I love y'all
Stay strong fam
Дякую за спогади, Бобрівко
Another year in the books, gotta be grateful
Glad I partook cause Bob be
self
Now you say it's unfair like I smacked a elf
Know i really got the juice 6 pack of Welch
And you can't get none cause u played ya self like
Nickname
the number one team player
The sayer, slay ya, nobody crazier
I couldn't of done it without all of you
So when I look back
I look back on what was true
harder to play me
Than to fiddle backwards
Don't act like you knew my tactics
Cause when it hit's the fan
You know I stand last
I see through your true
ever believed in
By peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
Against the muthafuckin wall with
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