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of the nation
Do the right thing, lay the foundation
To all the single mothers Salt-N-Pepa said, "Keep your head up"
I know it gets hard sometimes but never let
I wanna give you a feeling
A feeling that's thrilling
Spiritual healing yea
I wanna do all the things you like
I wanna love you and never fight
I'm
to the west coast, all my bitches
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick,
to the west coast, all my bitches
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick,
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
(Pick it up)
Whoa
(Pick it up)
Whoa
(Pick it up)
Whoa
5... 4... Yeah
When I’m logged in
Man I’m good in any hood
(Yeah)
Day before you went to jail and daily
How we'd wait for that mail lady
Or by the phone for Mom to call
And I watched you pull yourself up and we
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
of a farmer (he never knew they were just an average family), she was a very hardworking girl things became very complicated for her when her parents realized
isn’t even funny (Nope!)
When I’m with this girl I’m never packin blue balls
The only thing she ever gives me is black and blue balls (Pow Pow!)
She hit
when to play hard and when to play easy
Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't move up this fast
I'm lappin' everybody can't tell if I'm first or last
woman (oh)
Gon' get a good look 'cause she fine (uh-huh)
And I don't mind 'cause she mine (say what?)
Only thing that keeps me up (up), when I'm
good to see you smile
You can finally put down that cup
Things are really looking' up
Welcome you back in our home
You'll never have to feel alone
But
down
And I'ma take one out and I'ma light it...
Just give me 10 minutes
I just need 10 minutes alone
To not deal with a thing, to not answer my phone
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
healthy
Refill my cup
If you gonna feed me
Movin on up
Like George and Weezy
I don't give a fuck
Like girls that ain't easy
I don't live enough
So I'ma
resilient and persevere through hard times
I will never give up on my dream
I will never doubt my abilities
I will never settle for less than I deserve
I will
And Everybody in the Ultra 85
Goddamn it feel good to be alive
And all these bitches that I passed up
Couldn't fuck witcha 'cause your hair was too gassed up
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
the thing
That's what's hard
To be the kind of Bard
That would like to sing the nice thing
I'd prefer to sing the nice thing
Yes I would
That'd be good
Yes I
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
Give it up, give it up
Give it up for the easy crew
Solving mysteries in the neighbourhood
Always there to make a bad thing good
Dem ah get a call
we both want the same thing
Yeah
I been on my way up
They aint never play us
Dollars over favors
Motherfuck a hater
I been on my way up
They aint never
Kansas, they so outlandish
Up in Nebraska, I know whatcha after
Bubble baths and Budweiser, joy and laughter
A good ol' boy that's not tryin' to gas ya
from the
Same thing that ate up all the stray bunnies
It's a wolf outside that stay hungry
I got a God that love to keep it away from me
Rapping like I'm
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