Lyrics:
wrote the script baby
Let's start the show
Miss -
Fat pussy, how you doing? Where you going?
Where you from? Can I come?
Can a nigga get a turn? Then -
a physician
Like a Space Shuttle I'm on a mission
Homeboys and girls, don't be afraid
Because I'm down by law with Mix Master Spade
You never heard my voice
tell you how it was
Serve it to you cleaner than a house keeper
Cruisin' by the scene with a street sweeper (woo)
Pour a half a pint of codeine in
a lick
I can't take you out of the trenches, baby, no
That's not the way to go
You tried to fuck up my flow
By actin' like a ho, I remember that
And now we
starstruck
My jeans cry mix it with the Prada I'm inflicting nausea
Heartburn indigestion
You are what you're surrounded by that was my favorite lesson
If you
I don't do one cup, nigga I do double cup
Pour it up and mix it up, now my cup like captain crunch
Jump in, jump out, Kiki Palmer double dutch
Icier
of feathers turn to blankets of lead
And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
And his jaws start closin with you underneath
And yer flat
Turn your speakers up
I hope that you can hear me clearly cause
This Busta Rhymes with a Futuristic wave
That Hopsin makin you feel Dizzy Right
Next
Turn your speakers up
I hope that you can hear me clearly cause
This Busta Rhymes with a Futuristic wave
That Hopsin makin you feel Dizzy Right
Next
My Deliverer Is who You are
I'm overtaken by the power of Your Love
You are willing and I'm believing
That you'll break the chains of burdens
Jordan's
Now I got this money I can buy her a new foreign
Balling I been scoring, keep a raincoat when it's pouring
When you at the bottom they don't see you
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
and see My reflection
And I do not drink so if u mix light with dark then Im thinking complexion
I bump on a chick young Player like Usher but next week
weak and innocent
Carry the weight until the sign of the cross
Forces you down six feet under
Witness the almighty as he turns his back
Pain
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, whoa-oh
Make me your radio
Turn me up when you feel low
Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got
turn
No I ain't Usher, let it burn
My flow too butter, you hearin me churn
M's in my name, 'fore I'm in a urn
Stuck in a cycle, like you'll never learn
I'm gonna funk you up
I'm gonna funk you right
I'm gonna funk your booty halfway through the night
And when I'm done, I'm gonna turn right back
by
Dem shout ooh
Holla holla holla at dem boys ooh
One two
Where is my chick
Three four 5&6
If you come and be my chick
I'll make you rich
And I take
do it but mama we good
I mix my problems with a little bit of karma and comas. Financially good (AND)
I mix my wock by the liter they follow the leader
Backwoods is burning like usher aye
Glock hanging out of my draws aye
Just so you know how I'm coming
Take risk I ain’t ever switching
Tried tell em, but they
Every time you call it’s a go
Meet off of maple by the store
490 to the east we getting low
Hit the back I’ll meet you by the door
Hit up fuego, need
by your side cause im loving
I had to turn nothing to something
Get in my bag and I'm grindin', ian going for nun
Thats my Love Language so can you
soak
Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
Knew I was gon' put it in song
We ain't get to fuck
Think about when you leave her home
Where
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