Lyrics:
never play the game by the book
If you're livin too large, ya better watch that ass
Cause the IRS,
Is gonna take yo stash
<you can't take my money, you
Multiply that number by ten
You get a lot of answers
When you want a dildo in their ass
That's not for me
Boy sit down have a seat
Then add a wink I see your
the music loud
I'm bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd
Whip, slip, slide by the dancefloor
Baby grab me by the hand say she wanna dance, oh oh
Is
Two-point-five, all in jewelry
Stand too close, you'll freeze to death (freeze)
This lil' bitch vision blurry
So she can't even see herself (nah)
Suckin' dick
We win, yes sir
We win, yes sir
And we win, yes sir
I believe that
With you by my side, together
We can touch he sky, see we win
We will be
heads
And Marsha(ll), do you snort crack or what
Cos I can't even imagine m&m's without having nuts
Or chocolate, nah see what we got here is
Just a butt
an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit
you can't afford this don't get aboard this flavor
Unless you got the fever flavor for a Pringle
Come be a single, let me see you mingle jingle dangle
a liar
The crib is definitely doper and the girls a lot flyer
(Here is something you can't understand)
So, tell me y'all, who's the man?
Who's
lot of "No sir-ee's."
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar,
'Taint as simple as you think.
You can't purloin a sirloin
Or the butcher will
another shot
Damn the music loud
I'm 'bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd
Grip slip slide by the dance floor
Baby grab me by my hand say she
slope slip up
Yuh drugs I took a mixup
Knew the mix was fatal
I'm dropping all these fables
Thought by now I would have been up
First myself i need to fix
only thing that brighten my mood (Yes sir)
If you had a million you would feel good too (So good)
Never ever cheated but don't play by the rules (Hell
Fuck you for life (I keep a lot heat, lot of heat)
Yeah (Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
You can't put your trust in no man (yeah)
You can't even trust
I'm hustlin'
Uh, I'm the fuckin' future nigga, what you can't see the facts?
Ya want them pretty things, I'm the one ya need to ask
They come
Tempted by the sins of life, the pleasures of lust
With wild imaginings that you can't discuss
Oh, the flesh is weak, it's a struggle for peace
Tempted by the sins of life, the pleasures of lust
With wild imaginings that you can't discuss
Oh, the flesh is weak, it's a struggle for peace
fuckin' with me, then it's mandatory
Got a lot of more shit in my inventory
But we can't have a future
Bitch, you ain't Lori
If I feel disrespected, then
she suck the dick alot
I'm fuckin wit y'all like Sir i'm in the mix alot
Singer* Background Singers*
Why'd you have to go and play yourself
Girl you
I'm hustlin'
Uh, I'm the fuckin' future nigga, what you can't see the facts?
Ya want them pretty things, I'm the one ya need to ask
They come
they got guns, they got weed
Srg:
I said let em go
Cop:
Alright
You guys can go
Sorry... sorry about the mix up
You guys can go.
sir got her by my side now
They filled with jealousy
I can tell that the motion is slower
Pop baby blue I be mad I can't hold her
I told you that I can
from this trip, all alone, in this fantasy
All night
the clock ticks, all night
but I can't seem to keep time
The world starts to slip by
Where did
for his own good
Mortified by never love and only lust
In Romans it was written
For Creation
I judge to be light
I was muttering about you
Push you
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