Lyrics:
DICK,
Fatherly, when I spit on these kiddies don't bother me,
In the brown and red dickies, Mahogany,
Red all over me like I hit an artery,
Fuck all
to coast
Elliot lit my wrist up
Diamond rings cover my fist up
After she suck my dick (what), she get kicked out, get kicked up
I ain't cuffing that
L A Z Z
Who you with, no joke
I'm jumping you niggas
It's about past four
And I'm thumping on niggas
On the corner, by the store
Ain't no arguing
track with Shadz of Lingo
Mic check one two, yo you got my nerves jumpin' around
And "Humpin' Around" like Bobby Brown across town
I ain't with that,
bitches no nothing no paper
Just on my dick
Player hating me
Wanna be me
Check out my crew nigga
What we have here
Is the firm y'all
Introducing...
Nas
by all means, carry on as you are
You're gonna be the next big radio star
Play your music and have your fun
But your stupid little love songs aren't
Yo, Terror Squad, Pete Rock collabo'
From git-go, yo, yo
Ayo, it's such a shame
All these dick riders tryna corrupt the game
But what it
can't deal with
Try it (hataz) you gonna get yours to the heart
Lesson tonight by the four-four
Niggas want more than a little bit, hot shit
L.l. an red
the sureshot MCs for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face, and a pair of brown eyes
something
Like the lines of:
When I get signed, homie, I'mma act a fool
Hit the dance floor
Strobe lights in the room
Snatch your little secretary thing
For
the face but she need a little booty
I got a brown chick that used to sell that white
I told her if she go to jail then she failed at life
I met her
One, two, three, hey
Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'?
In the lane, snow is glistenin'
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walkin' in
go back
Just let me go by myself
Mr. Brown has already been busted for two minutes
Bottle service, out till three
Little bro talking, you don't know
dad's gone crazy
A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell 'em, baby?
I think my dad's gone crazy
There's nothin' you could do or say that could
and that's by any mean
By any means, by any means I'm going all out and that's by any means
Imma brown chic weigh 130
Always keep the 380 on
I bake bread, I
don't like me
Especially since I put fucking dick in your wifey
Two shots of tequila and she seat the hot seat
I told her a little story about the man
the cash I'ma turn to Michael Myers
Baguettes keep dripping, droppin' (drip)
My wrist all liquid watches (watch)
Told the bitch jump on my dick and pop
drippin ink
Yo bitch pannies in the sink
Hit me up
Say she wanna link
Gas so musty that shit stink
Phone vibrate, don't hear no ring
(Phone vibrate, don't
smashing, make it jump like everlasting
God body Ramadan, thirty day fasting
Six two brown skin fellow with the Caesar fade
360 waves, side burns with
just some dogs
[Method Man]
By any means necessary, it's on
B****, your f***ing with a dog, all I want to do is bury some bones
Take a piss
Drama! You can't believe how I deliver bomb shit
Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little dick
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas
I blow it, I make it
broken rib
Crack, crack!
Bones are crying
Mommy's crying and bleeding
And pleading
And then
Daddy wants to fuck
Dick hard, swelled with power
broken rib
Crack, crack!
Bones are crying
Mommy's crying and bleeding
And pleading
And then
Daddy wants to fuck
Dick hard, swelled with power
Two little children, a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
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