Lyrics:
and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn
Got the right to bear arm, ring
LaToya Sterling (and assistants and the interns)
Andrew, you know I'm sayin' (Noah)
Shout to Tamara (Scott), shout to Ayesha, (Crespo), aight!
John
bet money John B. and Manny are talking God into a hat
Old Manny used to take me aside,
He'd say Jerry Jeff you know how to write
Why don't you make up
'you again', after which he saw Saint Pope John Paul the II and Saint Tansi. He also saw the Almighty God in his house where he was forcefully bowed
'you again', after which he saw Saint Pope John Paul the II and Saint Tansi. He also saw the Almighty God in his house where he was forcefully bowed
her alive for a reason
Mama I'm a ride for you
I swear
Yo, I bet you proud of your son
He's a rap star now
Took you out of them projects and bought
say, Girl what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil' Wayne (nop)
Cause I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yeyo buyers
will reveal
Mi a go make you wear a ring like shaquille o' neal
Keep it real with me and I'll keep it real, you know
Don't be fooled by my glitter
to mention the smell
The heat is on in Saigon
Is there a war going on?
Don't ask, I ain't gonna tell
[ENGINEER]
Ah, Monsieur Chris! Monsieur John!
You
the flavor popper
We gotcha, even haters jock us
These choppers invade the knockers then blocker
Disintegrating every chakra eager to off ya
You can bet
the most shit, fuck the most hoes
Come on, you can even ask Don Juan
It's official now, they all rock Sean John
Might have to change my name to strong arm
damn school locked
And I thought he was cute (uh huh)
want to see, I had to stop
Boy how are you? (uh)
And by the way, Nicole is my name
Yeah, yeah
Messages I wrote
You don't even know the half of it
I'm pouring out my soul
Take apart my heart then wake me
Back up when I'm old, yeah
silk enough to shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a block-a
If I get caught you can bet I'll blow trial
Be downtown swinging, m.o.p. style
Next
farewell ticket back in '49
He caught the Midnight Special on
The Rock Island Line but I bet you when he
Wakened from his earthly dream
He was wakened by
Yeah, if I did it, then I did it right, yeah
This ain't happenin' for me overnight, yeah
Bet against me, you gon' pay the price, yeah
Down
John Levi where Ya Been? (Hol up bruh I been gone fishin')
You missed family missed your friends (Na na na na I really dooont miss em)
Got my hands
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run, boy)
Elton John or Lionel Richie
Call up my butler, get clothes washed by the maid
Ivory soap; this is clean; feel like Cascade
I count the bills, roll
me
On yo block I creep
That's just fine by me
Used to be a ball player never thought I'd sing
Now I'm making melodies
You can't bet wit me know
Chris
How are you doing there, John?
John
I got the hots for Yvonne
We should get drunk and get laid
Since the end is so near
Chris
I tell you, buddy,
students saved my life
By the time you’re hearing this your favourite Scribe will have a wife
Pain is dark as winter nights I’m tryna live to see the light
you can bet i'll blow trial
Be +downtown swingin+, m.o.p. style
Next up!
[red] yo yo it's funk d.o.c.
[e-dub] yo, you're on the mic to rock
B
Joe been crack way before my philosophy
Banned from TV, BET won't play me
Still we do it B.I.G. it's all gravy
It's our reality, you call it
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