Lyrics:
knows that I'll never put another nigga above him but what,
He doesn't know is I got niggas on deck
Don't touch my phone baby cos you finna get vexed,
just pray I get away after whoppin` your ass
From now on don't speak namin` your reps
I'll hop out yo` pussys' restin` on blech
But I told you Ca$his
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
By Mickey D's and harbor freight
Sacrifice your cartilage for margins
You won't starve today
You can't fall in line
You go'n have to learn the harder
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come tryin'
To censor you, like that one line
I said on "I'm Back" from The
Mathers LP 1
that's right sugar love
Come on
[Chorus: Willie Cottrell]
Josephine, the times are getting tough
Seems to me, you just wont get enough
The rain,
crowd gets loud and you clock my rhyme
The messiah's on fire and I'm living proof
I'll quench your desire and raise your roof
a stop by the barber; you can hit the shops in the harbor
Then get the chops or the lobster
Prime on twelve, dinner for dos
We begin with a toast, end
that
Ha ha, this some shit, cool shit, real playa like
[Chorus]
Hey shorty, we can do it real playa like
We can go a few places that you say you
chicks and get some digit's
And the DJ's playing them hit's
"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
show 'em how we do, what we do and why
Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I pass 'em by
You see our paper, haters hating but it's still all good
bit
Sun out, guns out
When they popping to the sky like a firework show
Like Fourth of July
Like shit I'll never know
How to get you by
Holidays seem
You gon' get yourself snatched out the sky, you know the steelo
By now, where, what, why and how
We start the revolution real time, right now
Yes,
the club like a Tonka line
See the baddest lil' mama legs long and fine
And she like I love your rope, is solid gold or hollow B
Ill tell you in the V.I.P
that's right sugar love
Come on
[Chorus: Willie Cottrell]
Josephine, the times are getting tough
Seems to me, you just wont get enough
The rain,
Premeditated plan of attack, with two of your most deadliest mens in the back
Comb the block, stop in the zone that's hot
Get out like you own the spot, home
we know for taking poles and snatching chains
Don't diss a nigga, stop bitchin', get off your ass, you on the bench
They in on shit, I might take his
pit!
[Chorus]
Everyone, are you ready for doom?
Because I've blackened the sun and I've bloodied the moon
I bring gloom when I step in the room
a vast squad of men
From Asgard to have as their ass - guardians
Hey! my name is
Well never mind that cos I'm not famous
But I'll still get you into this
shine with you, can I run it by with ya
A matter of time give it the line, give it to five, give me the ride, give me the time (Yeah)
I'm gon' flex
11:59 and 59 seconds cipher’s complete
Chorus
In God we trust I hope the truth is in the Bible
In God we trust my life line for survival
In God We trust
always stay on go (on go)
Get it day and night , up down around the pole
[CHORUS]
Pop out , pop out (and let's go, let's go)
Pop out , pop out (and let's
Ludacris-
I wanna get in the Georgia dome on the fifty yard line
When the dirty birds kick the tree
And if you like in the club we can do it
In the DJ booth
worry baby)
Meet me at the southside
Get you home by midnight
Make sure that your daddy just don't know (daddy just don't know)
I'll put you in
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