Lyrics:
to lie and I have never slept around[00:59.47]Last week she had a business trip, today her PT he dropped by[01:03.33]I'm hoping she'll come home
a grand and three hundred
For my beat machine, my body, I keep it clean
By eating vegetables, while you claim indestructible
I made 'em feel
either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
so don't kill the party
We'll be on board, on the board
Top ten, and once we're done, we'll do it all again
And the devil, he whispers, don't be
to bust out like a model that show chest
'Cause you deal with agents from check collections
I'm keepin' it cleaner than Little X direction
And baby girl
for the job
Take it to the Wild Wild West
{*beat kicks in*}
BOODOODOO..
[Intro Pt. II: Crisis (RZA) {Ms. Roxy}]
Yeah.. (Come on son)
The one
the image of the same God that saved us
Power to do what could never be done
And we do by the father, Holy Spirit and son
Please believe eternal life is
When I Grow Up Pt. 1
Written By: Diondria Thornton
Music Produced by: Christopher Thornton and Charity Vaughn
Once upon a time there was a girl name
the last time I went, was the last time I'm ever gone be in
Instead of a 5 by 6 cell then a big brick home, that's what I live in
[Chorus: x2]
[Z-Ro:]
Verse 1: T.U.R.K
Imma keep it 100 as a hundred can be
Lyrically, none of these dudes is as nicer than me
If Jay had 99 problems and could end up
either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
We've had enough of the lackluster-trust us
We get the kind of games you can't rent at Blockbuster
(2X)
Del: Hey KU you know my SEGA collection is
like this once (nigga)
Fresh from the pages of Car & Driver
To the possession of high pilots
File it in my collection
With the rest of my shit
some determination to make all of my creations put aside my frustrations I’m so
Hopeful for mutual but promising for neutral, never be misguided by
'cause this is my football field
Throwin' passes from a barrel, shoulder pads apparel
But the Q.B. don't stand for no quarterback
Every word is like
why'all feel the wrath of a killer, 'cause this is my football field
Throwin' pa**es from a barrel, shoulder pads apparel
But the Q.B. don't stand for no
[Master P]
I like a bad chick like, Martha Stewart that go to jail
And holdin these streets down, Lisa Raye be a entertainer
And still got a ghetto
one of my deceptions
I got a collection you can see it in complexion
Be fiending for connection I guess this is my confession
I got a hunnid weapons I
I write might be about you, son they shook *
[*vocal interpolation of Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II"]
(chorus with varations till fade)
[fan]
Oh..
nines
Before and after school, making it pop
Yeah a nigga dropped out, but graduated to blocks
Had a dream, by twenty-one I'd be a millionaire
Few
doin' it for the fans, you know the fan favorite
I've been loyal, I been patient I just keep making hits songs that be ground breaking
I been loyal I been
said that the Ting burst like fire fist ace
Now I just Bop into the dance
No nine by my waist but Ill give a ten a glance
And I made it to the present
in my life (x 1)
shes what i was missing
what i was pitchering a first glance
now we kick it every day its truly something specal
love making
Ayoo, you see that girl walk by man.
. Woooff ,she's something else. I gotta say some, you kna what im sayin.
Glance at her when she walking by
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