Lyrics:
bang bang
Thug Lord niggas we do the damn thang
[Spice 1]
Nigga you listenin' to the B-O-S-S-I-L-I-N-I
Yukmouth and C-Bo you know they label us
Prima donna, your song shall live again!
ANDRE/FIRMIN
Think of your public!
CARLOTTA
You took a snub,
but there's a public who needs you!
GIRY
She has
treat
I'm a nice guy, but got real mean moves
I choose the scene to be seen by you
I've got a clean shirt and fresh pressed pants
Cuz girls like nice guys
yesterday said
More than you did in week, that's a fact
You never hit me or didn't do anything with me, you literally aren't a friend, bitch
Boy you are so
Girl that's perfect but
Who you are is the biggest factor
Not because your a actress and I'm an actor
Because then what happens, what happens after
everyone 2 times
Who do they think they are?
You push me too far
Look I don't care who you are
No I'm a super, superstar
Who do they think they are
can judge me
We are who we are, who we are, who we are
Only God can judge me we are who we are
Only God can judge me
What you wanna be huh? A
Wife
your interests are, who you be with?)
To convince you, I'm the one you should leave with
(Things to make you smile, what, what numbers to dial)
Girl, I
girls are trouble too
Next time a guy try to give you a play just turn your head and dis him and walk away
Excuse me ice cream tee
Hello how do you do
u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0 Thereu0027s no one else who can do what you do
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u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0u00a0 Cover girl, come
To the other side
Are we there yet?
Can’t tell ya my eyes dry
By this pretty little spice over there
I mean she hot hot
Hotter than a crackpot
Think I hit
been?" "On a little vacation"
"Oh, by the way, congratulations
Who's the lucky man?" She said, "I got him on file"
Then she said, "It's Spice 1",
"Hello, boys and girls
Today, we're gonna talk about father and daughter relationships
Do you have a daddy?
I'll bet you do
Who's your daddy?"
Tell me, please, what little girls are made of
Sugar and spice and all things nice
But we can bleed for a whole week straight
Every month,
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
girl is hard to find
But you don't know me, can't stop trying
So I pray every day and every night
Shall we send that girl by my side
Do everything for
a king and I notice all the finer things
But I couldn't tell you how many times I rolled
Last week went by like a tumble weed
I hit my girl up and I was
what I think son?
I think you need a good lawyer
Let me tell you officer, I have a lawyer
My lawyer is so good, so so good
And by the time he's
what I think son?
I think you need a good lawyer
Let me tell you officer, I have a lawyer
My lawyer is so good, so so good
And by the time he's
Excellent!
Why much better than we had hoped!
"Why, my Goodness me, do you think we can do it up to tempo!?
Do you think you can do it up to tempo!?
Haven't had the time to do a polish-
Will you sing!
Right!
Who wants to live in New York?
Who wants the worry, the noise, the dirt, the heat?
Who
50 cent or someone else
They do what everyone else
Does even if it doesn’t fit where
And who they are but
You get nowhere that way your
Energy is weak
boot, there's no time
I'll jump out the passenger side like there's no traffic
Catch you with your girl or your mum, you'd do the same
So we'll take
balance again
And who wants that?
Balance
How much happiness can you take?
You will take that much sadness
So, do you want happiness or balance?
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