Lyrics:
now these verses are my mantra
You speak to me with bullshit, I'm sayin' no habla
I guess the times changed
My homies went from honor roll students
walking, talking trynna' do it like me
No you don't do it like me
I know a lot of man that think they do it like me
I know a lot of man that think they
fool?
The next time we both gon' drop
Seven in a pot fool
I bet I come back with 29 bitch no blow up
Make the dope fiends throw up
It's all about
got two
Stop by and have a good time its popping' at snoops
Got a whole lot of this and I mix it with that
Me and timberland remember we bringin' it
smoke, got plex I got the pump
Weighted trunk and chunk the deuce, keep it movin' I'm on the prowl
I'm on the hunt for some one night love, best believe
of grime and I
Will be for a very long time
Cause I go to the rave get a rewind and
The second line never sounded
Like the first line
There's no introduction
wonders why I don't get someone to fuck me
Who asked you
You ain't ready for this water
He asked for my number
I said Hell no you a bum sir
I'm just kidding
in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being
country
Sunset in the background never gets old
Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road
And we all talk alike, yes sir, no ma'am
Seal
that I had at the time was singing. And I thought, well, if I could get a record deal and become a singer, then I can make lots of money and become
in my chain, there ain't no chips
We be really in the mix
I be all in the club, drunk, talkin' shit
We be really in the mix
Yellow tabs on my
Like coping no time to bring the dope and
Got this narco got me feeling lit
It's been like 3 months since I've been home
Feel like forever how long I
comfort for all my days
He is not a lot of fun but there is no one
Who can match you for turn of phrase
My Alexander
Angelica
Don't forget to write
I got no fucks on charity
I swear to God I'll hang it up right now
If by 2 more vowels you don't swear by me
Turn your faith in 2 seconds
Walk up
That's not the case yea
Right now, yeah I got a lot on my plate
I'm tryna get right to the money gonna build the estate
Jus' graduate yea
Pockets like me
everybody to know I'm strictly copastatic,
I ain't Republican or Democratic.
I got a new program for the nation.
It's gonna be groove time, a big
bitches
I got the work in the pot, got the work in the pot
Do it so much my bitch call me Sir Mix-A-lot
Then I'm back on the block with my work in my sock
becoming clear to me
I can see their intentions more vividly
Then got the nerves to look down on me
Like I need their damn sympathy
I ain't got time for my
this
I need a girl but same time there's no time for them
I got people inside and I don't write to them
It's like I don't feel pain no more
I can't
cyy
Superior on the mix
Nelly pon this one yeah!
Jorshie on the beat
I've got a lot on my mind
Can't get you off my mind
My feelings
with a perky, got me lookin' white
And I'm feelin' real dizzy, can't see, got no sight
500 racks, bitch, I am one of a kind
These women all mine
up, " Nicki says
Standing up to count the votes
No one moves "All in favor of ‘All Eyes on
You'?" She is persuasive
Making hip-hop work in the pop world
There is a whole lot going on now
T let's get this going
Hmm
Mac are you ready for this one
Yes Sir
You ready, haha ha
Yeah
You already know Na8
the somber town, maybe in the wall.
Submitted by Egulphy
HONEY BUCKET:
Eight times of fel-an-fo-fi
Like cobalt cast and clean
I got a mojo felt
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