Lyrics:
you're gonna buy it at the mall
But it's a twenty-three four-to-one
That you can fall in love by the end of this song
So get up, get up
Tell
bite it at the mall
But it's a twenty-three four-to-one
That you can fall in love by the end of this song
So get up, get up
No I'm never gonna let up so
'm making bands bands
I ain't rocking no Gucci, fendi layers or dior
I'm makin money so she hate when I'm walkin out the door
42 From the East I was raised
for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks
by and love me down, down, down, down
'Cause even fifty bands later you the one I want (one I want)
Hundred bands later you the one I want (one I
"Say Al, you're a guest here today
Don't you think you oughta start this tune?"
"No, I don't think so, Bing
I may be a guest and all that, but I
"Say Al, you're a guest here today
Don't you think you oughta start this tune?"
"No, I don't think so, Bing
I may be a guest and all that, but I
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
you to tell me I'm in the band please)
I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am)
Right or wrong I sing my song the best I can
I don't need
just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy
The peas are mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off
Like you think you can
By
you strip for tips I place no one above
my sexy strip dancer doing strip club love
and no matter what they say I'm gonna love ya right
even if the love
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
gangsta (I'm the blue gangsta)
What you're gonna do
You ain't no friend of mine
(I could never fall in love)
The blue gangsta
What you're gonna do
you
Said that I can't love you no more
So before you go shut this door
You gonna get what you get
I said what goes around comes around like Britney back
I'm gonna find you and make you want me
Hello rap game, nǐ hǎo, how you durrn'?
I done took my time, now it's time to take my turn
My curses been
man of lust
And I'm gonna trust him let me tell you why
Cause I love my man
And I plan on keeping him
Verse 2:
No the other guys just don't compare
Won't succeed being an
Artist as much as being a politician i
Have no room for anybody lacking compassion
For themselves you must respect
Yourself put
been cold, they hate the word forgiveness
So I close my eyes, b*tch, I ain't even gonna witness
N*ggas see how I come, so they c*ck block
By the way she
GONNA
BARK AT YOU YA
ROCKNROLLA IS GONNA
BARK AT YOU YA
in 1994
he met this band
at first he thought
it was an oldies
from the 70s
in 1995
the boy got
It's Red Lyfe
It's Red Lyfe
Nobody safe anymore
Had to wake you niggas up, I couldn't wait anymore
Got so much shit on my mind, couldn't think
and
Who's gonna fight right by your side so willingly
No no nobody no
Can't you see who is down for you
Who will do anything true for you
I'm on your team,
raining
Who's gonna brave all life's pain and
Who's gonna fight right by your side so willingly
No no nobody no
Done seen it all
Done heard it all
You see
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