Lyrics:
get high
I might wave hi..
.. at a pretty young girl that walk by
But yo, you all that, you can't stop?
A-with the weave in your head like a mop?
a little boy that makes him laugh a bit, huh
Huh, and he loves him
But still you don't know the fuckin' half of it
Ain't no sunshine when you're low, I'm
woman
No disrespect but I'll be gone woman
Cause if you're with them games you got the wrong woman
Many men be checking for me
And many men wish they
we have to
Hear the lies from this little light of mine that tried
To let it shine
But I'm ill, you men ate when I finished Lyt
You get it, Lyt?
That's
MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you
you rich
I want the type of money that brokenness could never fix
Ain't no scratching backs,both my pamls they fucken itch
I love my cars with
on this night
We gon' solve them, we don't fight
Always got you by my side
I might love you, you my type
Always remind you every time
That I'm gon' make it
just go fight in the pit
Aunque no quieras te voy a matar
When I am done with you, voy a asar
Invite the homies, the carne asada
Cops are asking, so I
getting down
Hold tight, I'll never let you down
My love is definitely the key
Like Boyz II Men I'm on bended knee
Loving you, not like your brother, aw
can tell by the look in yo eyes
That you feelin' me you ain't gotta lie
Be my Bonnie and I'll be yo Clyde
I don't want this feeling to die
My just say
by the boys of the world
But I!! i.. am.. totally ignorant to that type of pride
Yell, when your groin starts to rebel
Yo l, I told you that we would
Handle yours i ain't no joke
I'll have you broke down to your draws
I'm trigger happy
And I give less than a fuck
Love me or hate me
I'ma sho' 'nough rip
eat a cookie, cuz yo boy be looking famished
Si no te callas, voy a parar tu respiracion
If you think about it
Joeanne faguilera is just a Guatemalan
Yo! yo!
I ain’t dissin’ i just want to understand
What makes you think you’re dope?
Cause all I’m hearing now is trash
A question for your generation
we have to
Hear the lies from this little light of mine that tried
To let it shine
But I'm ill, you men ate when I finished Lyt
You get it, Lyt?
That's
that means and I'll
I'll, I'll try to- try my best to do it for you)
(Going back to The Matrix)
I'm twenty-two and the world becomes uninhabitable by
won show the world you fit make it by doing you too,
That's why I'm happy Blacko's doing all the things we couldn't do,
I swear e hit me as I
make you feel like you was poison bitten
Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you and your sister
Predicting every ass whipping before my fights my nigga
This
the power
B-Real love to kill, eliminatin' the cops
Think I'll jump on a plane
And take a flight out to the Red Light
And smuggle ten pounds of weed
it
Give me a chance to win your love and I'll take it
Last verse, got to make it count
Anytime I think about you, I start to feel down
Look at how far
To make up for what you can't do on record
Open your eyes twice the size and realise
I'm on the rise and you're on the demise
Ostracized by my reprise
Step
the salt
Intervene, then I'll proceed to bring the assault
And brawl 'til you drip, then dissolve in the mist
Better call in your men, I'll bring problems
tell 'em my government, make any covenant bitches be loving it
Say not to put a glove on it, some funny shit
You must've thought I was a dummy, miss
I
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