Lyrics:
in the club
Big chillin' with my feet up
They ain't smokin' like the OG
They be off that bammer
I be smokin' on that OG
No flex, 'cause the name weighs
learn-ed (your name?)
finely
earn your ray
might be they
lucky day
noooooooooooooooooo!
how could you ever, moss it down
extra ordin is, not my
went insane, callin' me by my name like
"Whassup J?" Girl, you oughta be shamed
Call me J-Ro, or Daddy, you badly you mistaken
If you thought you had
the woman's head nobody will by and she began to cry
That was in the early fall and when came the late fall
Son she said the sight of you makes your
to premium
Chopper pray up, chop your weave
But it don't work if you don't believe
Crack the water, drop your seed
Blessed when son called your daddy home
will renew your mind
Renew your strength
Renew your name, your name
I will not be afraid
By the terror at night
No weapon formed against me
Shall
Mac Daddy
Had he not known about the city I'm from
Long Beach, Tic Tac, grab your gat, watch your back
Here I come, stompin' in my khaki suit
B
Mac Daddy
Had he not known about the city I'm from
Long Beach, Tic Tac, grab your gat, watch your back
Here I come, stompin' in my khaki suit
B
to catch a fish...and how to throw a ball...
How to ride my bike...be a big boy when I fall...
Now there's one Sunday every June...I call your special day...
the reason why La' Chat will always shine
[Chorus] x2
[Verse 2]
Yeah you can critisize my name it only bring me mo' fame
I already know what's goin on a lot
You know the joint is jumpin',
my heart is pumpin',
and this is just the start!
Whoa! I was a big noise from Winnetka,
I'll be a big noise in your
be outside totin' carbon
With the young niggas shootin' like Harden (Harden), beg your pardon (ay)
I just put the Patek on a throwaway
Shawty tried
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only
I never fucked Nick' and that's fucked up
If I did fuck, she'd be
you're my brother
You traded your soul for riches
My child, I've watched you grow up to be famous
And now I smile like a proud dad, watching his only
daddy.
Diddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy.
A-be-by-bick-you-by-go-go-go-yeah
your shorty boasting
I'm finna be coasting
The view graceful and elegant
Alluring, magnificent
Almost as good looking as paper with dead presidents
Man
weave ain't shit, your ass ain't shit
Girl you ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit
[RZA] [Girl]
But fuck it, yo
let me get this fucking
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
prevent it from them, and they will be surrounded by that at which they used to mock
And if we give man a taste of mercy from us, and then withdraw it from
somebody knows
There's a lying in your silence. Tell me where did Johnny go?
Poor Katie, she won't even speak his name
None of us will ever be the same
It's
in the bed and the girl's a beast
I tell you, homeboy, If you get a piece
She only talks about signin' a lease
I met this tender, her name was Lori
Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,
[Verse Two: Trick Daddy]
Leave me your number and I'll holla back
You prefer your pet name, nickname, no big thang girl, I'll call you that
Won't be no
Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your
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