Lyrics:
you know
I just copped a MPC60 from Japan
As I'm rappin' through this SM7 that's in my hand
Got a quarter-pound of buddha, I'm smokin' it by
[Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs]
[Ja Rule + (Ashanti)]
Ba-by girl, is you with me? S*** (yes sir!)
Sayin all of that without speakin a word
(I
[Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs]
[Ja Rule + (Ashanti)]
Ba-by girl, is you with me? Shit (yes sir!)
Sayin all of that without speakin a word
(I
Take my sunshades off, I'll burn wit 'em
Keep this record, that's a top priority
Always here, no one's forcin' me
A torch in which I hold
A new story's
for the stars in my spaceship
I'm blasting off (Skrr Skrr)
That's Air Force One (Skrr Skrr)
8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 aliens that pass me by in a Purple
with jewels, one hell of a rhymer
Study lessons in Medina, building with an old timer
So I, always been wise ever since a young minor
Get C.R.e.a.m by
two-seat six-inch heels by Gucci
When a player land, ma, scoop me
No luggage, I shopped in
California sun on my skin
As the rocks blind traffic that I'm in
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
With plenty women that's still on the fee?
And it happens that every once in a while
I go too deep then I gotta shut it down
She keep on comin' by
from or where you at
It take you wherever you wanna go
'Cause when you're in shany's world, man, it don't even matter
See, I go by the name of chink
Nahh Forreal
Ha, Nahh Forreal
Pump up the jam
While your feet is stomping
Pussy niggas better keep running
G-Lock and you know it keep dumping
Ghost
stress baby, baby it's a minor
And anywhere she goes I'm right beside her
We been going too hard
We flex when I ride with my G's dem
Effects really got
Everywhere Santana go
In the air or on the road
I always got my pre rolls
Rolling doobies by the boat load
But if you see me in the cut, rolling doobies say
a tree
R-I-P-P-I-N-G
One little Indian smoking in a tree
R-I-P-P-I-N-G
One little Indian smoking in a tree
R-I-P-P-I-N-G
It's the envious taking our
of course
Some go nut, the power of the last one
Slower, flower, blower
Those who ain't pros I wet my stupid radio
'Cause he needs a G when you listen
of course
Some go nut, the power of the last one
Slower, flower, blower
Those who ain't pros I wet my stupid radio
'Cause he needs a G when you listen
on the dick that's bananas
3 hoes in the back saying slay I'm like Santa
With a girl named Maria no Carlos Santana
With a girl named Maria no Carlos Santana
With my sorry lease
I'm bound to be driving my mama's V
Tryna come up with a verse for a
Sound to pile up my G's
Got embedded in genes for a G-Star
Jeans
a part-time rider
All grown up but they think I'm a minor (Minor)
You might have a point right there
I'm still young but I bar like an old-timer
Call me a g
to put the fiends to the side
Rob in a LV bandana, pour me some henny for fredo Santana
Mc w a hamma, I’ll still make em dance I can’t go mc hamma
Uh
in the fall, I do in the spring
See I told y'all I'm doin' my thing
And I'm winnin' by a landslide, damn right
Don't you see the way they point
cemeteries
HE'S forever buried
HOW by any means necessary
I'm here to promise to keep my vows in order
I'm here to promise to keep my child in order
'Til
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
in disguise
I can see it in your bones you ain't sticking by the code
One minor inconvenience you going to switch on all yo bros
And yes I'm coming for
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