Lyrics:
hire
And we be getting it in, always playing for the win
I swear by the hair on my chinny, chin, chin
You motherfuckers squealing like a fucking pork
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ain’t a lot gotta own what I got
Cuz it’s comin from the heart until den I’m on the block until den I’m gettin hot
Until den I’m thinking smart while you
em up
I'm telling you these niggas Betty crocker soft Crack a egg and I mix em up
I came in the game to Switch it up
They been sleeping on me time
Yeah
You say you want that Sweet Shuga
I'm thinking baby me too
I know we meant to be together
It ain't up to me to free you
You say you wanna live
Uh you cannot hop in this whip its a free car it ain't no digital shift
Muvah know that I'm stepping I post by the bricks
It's a suicide mission he
I'm like baby do you feel me
And if niggas ask for my location, will you kill me
Said you gone be here forever but we'll see
Thinking you the missing
Damn Dee you mixed this
A yo Ram turn that up
What you cooking
That nigga Dee on the mix
You know that bitch going to hit
My hands in my pocket
I’m
thinking big, now I'm thinking bigger (now I'm thinking bigger)
Hit her with this dick, now your bitch limping (now your bitch limping)
When you getting
me?
Drinking heavy till I'm tipsy
Mix it up until it hit's me and I'm alright
I ain't fucking with you lately
Lately you been acting shady
I been so
on the third day that you left Me
I had a bowl of Meow Mix cereal
I was up in the cereal lab, looking At the Meow Mix
And I just made a phone call
The cat came
Nobody is thinking about building a nation
What does it mean, I beg your pardon yo?
You people sit and listen
To the s... released by incubator chicken
it slow forever
I know your heart is weathered by what studs did to you
I ain't gon' solve 'em, 'cause I probably did it too
Because of you
smith
On my kobe mix with melo blue and yellow
We on go we on go we on go do not fold
Do as you told when i get up on the mic
You know who I like shawty
excited to come & see me but it never happened
By now the sparks have already ended
No sparking of the interest
I get bored sometimes talking to you
You
been tripping like a motherfucker
Thinking that a motherfucker could ever lay hands
And make plans on a motherfucker
You ain't seen me, motherfucker
hip-hop
And I can catch you in the mix from beauty to thrift shop
Plus you ship hop when it's time to, thinking you fresh
Suggesting beats I should rhyme
hip-hop
And I can catch you in the mix from beauty to thrift shop
Plus you ship hop when it's time to, thinking you fresh
Suggesting beats I should rhyme
it slow forever
I know your heart is weathered by what studs did to you
I ain't gon' solve 'em, 'cause I probably did it too
Because of you
Miyake wit' diamonds
Shit I'm thinking this my fuckin' time
Shit I'm thinking its time to get rich
By the time that I turn on the switch
By the time that I
Thinking war up in my head, now i mix dog water with fanta
told lil Bro, watch that back door, you'll get snaked, you don't know no better
Doing jail time
there by my side so we can ball together
You can look but girl I promise ain't nobody better
Can't take this smile off of my face since I been bonding
shine
Studio time, studio time
That's when I shine, that's when I shine
Been thinking 'bout you
Can't get you off my mind
Wanna take you home
Sit back
Okay, Mix it
Mix it
Maybe that'll fix it
Instead makes it worse
Makes me want to go and quit it
Bitchin'
Bitchin'
Why you keep on bitchin'
Like thugs
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