Lyrics:
she can't either"
She grabbed me closely by my socks
And so I broke the hell out, and I grabbed my sack of rocks
But, um, they gave chase, they
(ahhh sock it your dad) I think I'm gonna be sick (ahh sock it your dad) but first listen to this cave man baby and iI'm on a cross for sex-a try me
(ahhh sock it your dad) I think I'm gonna be sick (ahh sock it your dad) but first listen to this cave man baby and iI'm on a cross for sex-a try me
, tell em pay me im amazin
I deserve it boy I’m working
Aint nobody perfect
But I’m the closet on the surface
Baby I’m a champion check the way I ball
then leave him holy
My niggas been slidin' with me
I cant right out by my doly
They up in and get the bussing we'll protected like a goalie
My nigga
to be your good time boy
If it's all right, it's all right, yeah
Sock it to me now groove it on me now
You lay it on me now, ooh
Sock it to me, baby
If
through customs, no questions
Perpetrators in the booth, rapping lame like they drug related (what?)
It made me sick to my stomach, lost a two and a baby
it back
I know we say we're moving on to better days
But, baby, why you pull me back
You got me tied up and I'm a maniac
I'm fiending for that rush up
Clone, clone a young nigga and still flop
I buy pints by the two, no Pac
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
chop it up)
Tonight you'll be (tonight you goin' be a superstar, baby)
A superstar
Come, let me sign you up (let's get into it)
Oh, it's the lights
to see if I can feel my own nuts
I walk down street with a fanny pack
bitches on me because I'm a snack
It's happening I'm capturing dicks on this beat
I
I need me some new socks, I need me some new drawers
I draws attention, like a letter to a Sargent
There's A Few Good MC's the wack I'm giving
It's DJ-Z!
Cashmase
Lady P
Sedia B
Baby can you be my cherry on top
Tell me, can you tie a knot?
She got that red lip gloss
Want that cream? Then
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
I'm at LIV goin' up, but you can't get in it
She want a hit, I'm rollin up, got that Popeye spinach
Told me that I'm a child, told her quit
to the socks
Either you gon' get it or you not
Baby thicker than a plot
Middle finger to the cops
Power Seat is in the spot
Tell me you gon' get it or you not
down by Avalon
And I will show you
It ain't why, why, why
It just is.
Would you meet me in the country
Can you meet me in the long grass
In
already
I don't want the wap, baby
I just want the fetty
Polo to the socks, homie
This ain't Perry Ellis
Let me get the raw, I'ma ball like spaghetti
It's
and cussin
It was ten below
Timberland
Ginuwine
Missy hoe
Get the bag
TT
Set it off here we go
Queen and slim
Us baby never them
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let
and Chrissy
We was kissin and cussin
It was ten below
Timberland
Ginuwine
Missy hoe
Get the bag
TT
Set it off here we go
Queen and slim
Us baby never them
finessing with the shit
1st 48 yellow tape for bitch
Chalk lines by street signs what you find all the time
But it happen so much that we pay it no mind
perfect if I got you by my side (Side)
baby look at the Stars (Stars)
Its a perfect night (Night)
follow me on my ride (Oh God)
I want you in my life (Babe)
on the hunt
Jeepers, creepers, America's a baby that's teethin'
Shittin' on itself, cryin' for it's next feedin'
As odd as it gets, it's not even a toddler
There's more action on power packing sins
In the Hudson sock is where
It starts and ends
We thought narcs who was running
In the packs would end
Hop into
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