Lyrics:
the fuck you spill lean on a BB Simon?
A real dope boy don't do consignments
Ten times out of ten, I'm bound to rob 'em
They say "Pap act like he
Got
a nigga more for me bitch
but today I'm with Three 6 and I'm showin love
where these Tennessee hoe suck dick till they see blood
wearin my black
of wisdom
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
Shammo, hook up the Def mix
of wisdom
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
Shammo, hook up the Def mix
and the black Yankee hat
When it’s time for action, I’m a rap maniac
'Cause on the mic, I’m more concentrated than Cuban coffee though
I’m firing shots right
on the same block that the water on
I be more than gone run and get your order form
Next time I record a song gon' put my daughter on
'Cause she realla than
[Serv-on]
Boy, I think this the second time you done passed up this sign you goin' the
wrong way main.
[Fiend]
Slow ya role, slow ya role, ya
Let’s go, uh huh it’s ya boy Skorch Flamez philly favorite hot boy (let’s go Skorch) , I’m bout to wreck your party shout out Lbanga Philly Club
everytime
I see a fuckin' softy
Punk strong as coffee
A nigga like that best ta back up off me
Yo, cuz these are the dayz and the times of tha real nigga
quits
I love it when I'm stuck
But hate it when I trip
I make daydreams come alive
Yeah I pop pills to pass the time
Days go by, no time to rewind
I
Got me begging you for more
Now I'm asking what her name is
Roll the dice like we in Vegas
We were laying by the door
We only got one night
Mix
You're alone on this life so do what you wanna do
Movie time on tv I'll be up in the club soon
You're alone on this life so do what you wanna do
Movie time
on that
I stay on stuff, fuck a cup, I likes to drink out the bottle
Mix Gordon's Gin with Donald Duck ? secure my novel
When, I was fifteen years old
Bottles popping everywhere too much dro is in the air
Vision blurry from the crown and club and I don't really care
All I need is another drank and mix
ain't a damn thing funny
They ain't hatin' on the music, they hatin' on the money
[E-40]
My house so silly, my money so silly
I make more in a week
like punks who are picking flowers
Go for yours, we went for ours!
Start at three, end at six
Jam Master Jay is on the mix
For all the young ladies
a monthly
Even Demi Moore need more than
Ashton Kutcher to punk me
My 4-5 bars, just one shot'll clear the block
Like it's time for 106 & Park
Staten Island
[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)]
(Peek a boo)
This is the true story about a young lady I know
(Peek a boo)
A walkin' zombie, product
I called on hoes
But not no mo' though, I get around in a tinted out fo' do'
And ain't got no mix to motion, is a for sho' thang
Don't fuck with Ro
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
I called on hoes
But not no mo' though, I get around in a tinted out fo' do'
And ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang
Don't fuck with Ro
aint perfect
I snuck my gun in the club they dont search me
I got the ups in case a nigga try to murk me
22 but I call her big bertha
Take my check? Ah,
hmm, time to get a gat
So I'm strapped cause I'm trapped like brother Thomas in his fat
Momma's lap, what's happenin here's a rap
Saturday twelve
can't trust not a
Soul inside these streets
I made a video out there in Copenhagen
So the homies can see
To let 'em know it's more
Than just Pamela Lee
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