Lyrics:
then it goes up
I got that feeling we going to make them catch an attitude
Boy fix your face up all that hating shit is bad for you
Shit is way too cold
HOOK
I can't fuck wit no treesha
Hit her once then I caught amnesia
Gimmie straight face Mona Lisa
baby shake ya ass like a seizure
Hit it once I
every word out my lungs
I'm losin it, snappin' huh, this ain't just no rappin' uh
Back all the way back when you see that strap cause it go ra-tata-ta
rid of those clowns
They went and attacked us with a crazy flu
It's made in China and by Fauci Fauci Fauci too
They cranked up the fear and give us
like the way you work it
No diggity (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (get up)
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never
to place
And it ain't no way in the world go
that say you might tis well stack your plate
If you get down how you live then you alright with me
But if you
boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club
Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make
and that’s just a mother fucking fact
You know me, since 85 I’ve been live
Keeping it O. G. always up to no good
But keep it low key, move in the shadows
She'll find out the hard way
[Chorus]
Young girls know what to do
Show up in red and end up wearin' blue
Young girls no it ain't nothin' new
Don't
the world and save my soul
But rain falls down and I feel cold
A cold that sleeps within my heart
It tears the earth and sun apart
But that's the way that
One thing about me it's always been any means by necessary
Non believers gone doubt but I don't care about their cometary
You can tell by the way I
to breathe again
Meditation, medication, I think I might need some help
Pick up living by the book but then I'd have to read again
When you stop lookin',
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man could paint
The black man with a gun in
to sin but I ain't perfect
God's grace doesn't mean that I have a permit
No sex, no clubs, no alcohol
When you get to hell you can't stop drop and roll
vision scary
Me and Carrie Hari Kari by the house on the prairie
I mix a track like apothecary shit is kinda scary
If he step to me it's getting hairy
What's a legend do but make it legendary
Way I'm killing pussy
you at home, gettin' sweated by your mama
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't stand it, so what do you say
Too $hort can't rap, no
While in effect, there's no way that our sound is stopped now
Especially when we got the house on lockdown
When we come around
People be jamming out
like the way you work it
No diggity (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (get up)
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never
place to place
And it ain't no way in the world go
That say you might tis well stack your plate
If you get down how you live then you alright with me
But
From the top of your lungs and baby I’ll pacify ya
Take over
My baby
It ain’t over
No fat lady
Navigate to the floor make your way
Now you like it be
to blessings
We’ll spray and watch you waste away
It’s us there ain’t no other way
Kill the clones who ride our wave
We Carrie’d em
Drenched in blood, buried em
you just walk on by? 'Cause I'm too hard to lift
And no, this ain't Aerosmith
It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E from the C-P-T
On a robbin' spree,
you just walk on by? 'Cause I'm too hard to lift
And no, this ain't Aerosmith
It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E from the C-P-T
On a robbin' spree,
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