Lyrics:
as I got a mic, I'm godlike
So me and you are not alike
Bitch, I wrote "Stan"
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning
with they hands out
When you least expect
I got betrayed by the people
I risked my neck pussy weak
I told myself I ain't goin' for that
(I ain't goin')
friend what is it
Is there love and support through the pain
Or you'll just appear when I reach the fame
Nah boy this ain't a game too many wanna use my
I say a prayer to my Ruger 9
Hollow out the lead nigga
That'll chew your spine
I'm not a killer but a
Threat is probably suicide
If you can make it
Ladies and gentleman
We got MC Shan and Marley Marl in the house tonight
They just came from off tour
They wanna tell you a little story about
my reach
Picking calamari out my teeth, baby
This is peach
Gotta keep a carbon in my reach
Picking calamari out my teeth, baby (yeah)
Might just
it, throw it, throw it
Throw that ass, yeah
She a rockstar bitch, she got her asshole pierced (Asshole pierced)
You want liquor, fuck the bar, we
cheated on you more than Dirty got police warrants
Just being honest
Did I reach out and hold you, (Uh-huh) in my lovely arm's?
Ohh, I forgot to be
got to speak
U know i got da piece
Lookin for me
But aint hard to reach
You talking hot
BEEF
You O.P.P
Then i flock
HEAT
Nigga we not
SWEET
Demons on go
miss me
Did you pull out your phone at night, look at pictures of us while playing sad love songs
And sigh
Well, I did
Did you ponder all the ways I
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
You know I got to keep ballin'
Till the FEDs come we ballin' out
Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin'
That stash house, we in
it - only, I know
My heart's got a 20-foot moat
Filled with sharks if you wanna try to reach it by boat
But maybe I been wrong from the jump
Maybe I
Thought Them Was My Niggas But They Plottin
Walkin By Hear The Talkin Sayin SpotEm Got Em
All That Poppin It Get You Flipped Like A Omelet
Daily
[Lil' Kim]
Uh, uh
Clark Kent will make it hot
[Clark Kent]
Superman, Superman
Lil' Kim is what'cha got
Junior M.A.F.I.A.
[Lil' Kim]
Skin
her girl in and ate her out for me, wow
All night sexin', just think, this all came from one question
You got a big ass bell?
Let me see you jingle
her girl in and ate her out for me, wow
All night sexin', just think, this all came from one question
You got a big ass bell?
Let me see you jingle
killing our own, that's why we gotta to stick together
I be damned if we don't fight, we've got to try this shit together
Dear Mr. President, you
I ain't no nigga, fuck that shit
Does everything come out your mouth got to be a 4-letter word?
The way you talk about women is bullshit, plain
to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
I'm rollin' with tha fool Crunchy and we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and the .38
are not equal
Why we need it so much
Cuz without you can’t survive
Plus i got dreams
Of flying in the sky
In a cabin big as living rooms
House like
got to reach out
Reach out to taste my loving
Want you so Sunday girl
Oh I really want you
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix
Bad Boys
to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
I'm rollin' with tha fool Crunchy and we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and the .38
They just cash out and mash out
Nigga take your drugs and pass out (Shut the fuck up)
Niggas love to go that fast route (Yeah)
I see you and your
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