Lyrics:
mammy had to work in kitchens
She had me making better grades to make a better life
But I never had no love or respect, cause we goin' be alright
I ran
god damn)
You niggas hating don't make sense
Because they all sound like me (Aye)
Ya been actin' like my sons and
I'm as proud as can be
(Proud as can
else
(Ain’t fucking with nobody else yeah)
Do it better when I’m by myself, do it better when I’m by myself
Just by myself, just by myself
Just let me be
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
kill kill
If dey coming for yo
(Yesss Siirrr)
Ma better half oh
The love you get for me di make me mad oh
Make you tell your pipo sey me a di cam oh
Sey
never to do right in school, I just choose to cruise by
The principal told me i'ma lose, the dude's right
All I did as a kid was shoot dice, i'm too
that n- in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them n- actin up? Where the wolves at?
You better bust that if you gon' pull that
Yo, yo (yo, yo)
Yo, yo
You better
His soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
As we move toward a New World Order
You better
His soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
As we move toward a New World Order
by yo feet, yo bitch gon be with me
Because I'm known to fuck and gettin my dick sucked
So black yo want to act up, you betta back up
'fore you get
without a limit
Keep that apology
Cause yawl brought this outta me
Yawl wanted smoke my nigga
Hand me my lighter please
I’ll make shit hot Degree’s
It’ll be
don't know karate, but I know crazy
You'd better ask somebody
And when I do dirt, jerk
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
[Yo-Yo]
I'm the type of girl
mysterious
But I keep this shit a hunnid better take me serious
I’ll put yo ass in yo place don’t you act delirious
Peter Kings the type to go and make these
my shit on cock 'cause Makaveli said so
If you got to get your money on
From night 'til morn
You better then do yo thug thang
If you buy chronic by
but you believe me now
And now somehow we supposed to fix ya, 'pposed to fix ya
These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work
These
1500, let's take 'em back
Yeah, Bigg Snoop Dogg hustle Boyz
You better check yo self before
The wreck yo self (yeah)
West Coast
So come
shit here
Check this out
Let me here ya say
Woof! motherfucker, Woof! motherfucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (come on, everybody say)
Better keep yo distance when you come around me
Better keep yo distance when you come around me
If he want the smoke he better know it ain't free
If
do it (don't-don't)
Don't make enemies with me nigga (don't break up the fight let 'em rumble)
Y'all better fuck with these other niggas (don't break
to
Make me lose it if you heated when I check yo temperature
AYE! Now I ain't come to play games
So why you gotta make me check yo temperature, mayne?
a pill
Call me Anselmo cause you listen to me jack, must make you jill
I mean chill yall can kind of rap but you really aint that nice
Plus yo beat
Yo, man, let me make some Cap'n Crunch, alright (ah)
Yo, man, we have any milk?
Yo, what time is it? (Yeah, sure)
I don't know, what day is it?
Yo, man, let me make some Cap'n Crunch, alright (ah)
Yo, man, we have any milk?
Yo, what time is it? (Yeah, sure)
I don't know, what day is it?
yo
Booty clap
Make yo make yo make yo
Booty clap
Come
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance
Dance
With me
Dance with me
To the beat
Move your feet
Come
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