Lyrics:
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
got horses
The pint we drink, it costs a mortgage
Flow so dope, man, you can't copy
You can't bite it, you can't forge it
I got bars with more in
Cal Scrub
Ain't shit changed keep the ladies poppin keep it up
Only bad bitches got the reflex
Don't ever stop me cuz i won't flex
I wish I'd wake up
ain't a soda, can't you smell the aroma
Call cuna to collab, he ready to go half
Remix, remix, got a zip in the lab
So I got it broke up, Twan told me
want da bad sound call me
You want da G-mix call me
Da remix ya ya
Uh nothing else wey dey I go do
Money I go spend upon you
Girl I wanna do right by
To them hills with the snow
Hot springs down below
Trust me we won't be cold
What you wanna do
For the night you my boo
Usher Alicia ooh
Remix is just us
Hey hmm
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
German sure for the girl them na
You know who it's yea on the remix thing
I got my ghetto team
whips
Diddy-bop to the back, all you see is zips
That's ziplocks, and garbage bags
Usher Raymond in this gang, bitch, I got it bad
I had a long day
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
"Far as girls, you got a flock"
"I
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls, you got a flock
I can
Hey
Hey, what's up?
Miss you
Yeah, listen
Baby, I know we said it's best we don't talk no more
But I got to get it off my chest, 'bout all
Yea
Its that life on track
Had to get my life on that
Got my nigga eazy in this bitch with me
Woah
Woah
Woah
Run up on me you'll get hit with
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
to the left
Another bitch and she fake bad
2011 day that's what Usher said
And fuck that fat bitch that got in Usher's bed
But I fuck with fat bitches
Give
Remix!
One two one two (one two one two)
This the I'ma Boss remix
Meek Milly
Let's go!
I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, hollerin' West Side right
to last
And just like Usher baby
You got it bad
Hey
How you doing
How
Would you feel if I ask you this
Would you take the chance and have no regrets
Would
you bastards, two classics
Between me, Puff and Usher it was too drastic
Between me, Puff and Gin was true magic (yeah you remember her)
Cause everybody
See it on the bush let it burn like Usher
Click, click, bang you can end the discussion
Ain't shit sweet cause I seen you unpleasant
I steal would
about to do something new
And we about to
Check it, say what, say what
CHORUS:
[Biggie]
Hey yo, what's the 411, hun
(What's the 411, hun)
I know you got
First one
Second one
Third one
Yeah yeah oh
I'll be okay if I get one
Remix!
Ray J, what it look like baby?
This yo boy Fabolouso
Got Clue
you gossip like hoes
Poured up a four I move with the wind
The muddy it got me real slow
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
I remix it sell it for low,
were always
Stuck in your record don't want it no more
Don't want it no more
Got it right at your face
Fast car and I finish like race
You be too slow
the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm goin' on the run
You want it, my dawgs'll look out for the bond
And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides
We
confessions like Usher
I'm loving your bumper
Bobby V wid it what's your phone number (Girl)
You know I love the way that you bend your spine
Is there room in
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