Lyrics:
baby lick you like a swisha
I'ma break it down, baby so high you're flyin', yeah
Okay, hold up I'm bout to roll up
I got a pint, gon' mix it with
Faking the law
Cause of the law what is this all about
Since we ruined the family
No house of slaves can damn me
I'm gon' float on my magic square
I
At a time when women had no rights,
V4 Woman 3
they paved the way for woman to band together and fight.
It would take a while…
1/2 Group / #1 & #2
mistake
Move real sneaky and you're bound to catch your prey
Ninth One: I gotta be raw
Fuck any brainwashing man-made law
Last but not least, I must be
like I love you so much
But wishin', she gets hit by a Mack truck
Next time, if there's one I'll know
That most women strictly out for the dough
...........what??........
........noo?
Nowww ii feel like goin out I've got enough love to fill the place
Ill come to you're house and ovulate on you're pillow case
I know
an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so I stay low
Representing the pimp, bitches making my dough
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
gonna let it slide
They fuck with me for a better high
Was moving weight like a exercise
Ain't even gotta caress the thighs
And I can leave your bitch
D?
She said, "You tried to play me
Like Big Dad-dy."
I said, "I know your Tribe,
I Called and re-Quested
For you to be manifested."
She said,
Still lookin' for the supa booty
Rump, chaser, rump snatcha
Huh, get 'em on camera
Call me a jockey
'Cause I'm ridin them skirts and I talk real cocky
wake
I slip only when P-Nut gets me baked from that shake
Yeah you can't fuck with this
You're Walter Middy don't take it as a dis
But the fantasy has
wake
I slip only when P-Nut gets me baked from that shake
Yeah you can't f*** with this
You're Walter Middy don't take it as a dis
But the fantasy has
Or not near enough at all
We're a long way from mercy
And it's a long damn way to fall
Chorus:
but if there's hope in this house
I'm going to find it
If
chestic barrels I sold them at the Christmas carols
With small scopes from miles adjust them to your house
With see through glocks, that's natural,
called boneless, the way that I wet it
You pull out some weak shit, it's funny to me cause my gun got a dick, by the way, it's extended
Your body is
mistake
Move real sneaky and you're bound to catch your prey
Ninth One: I gotta be raw
Fuck any brainwashing man-made law
Last but not least, I must be
fresh, so red
Take a look at me, I’m so rad
Everybody that I know coming over to my place for Rock Band and bromance
And we’re gonna drink Mission
And I'm C-walkin on the motherfuckin concrete
[Intro: Ice Cube]
Yo if you're fucked up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, nigga what's up
And I'm C-walkin on the motherf***in concrete
[Intro: Ice Cube]
Yo if you're f***ed up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, n**** what's up
And I'm C-walkin on the motherf***in concrete
[Intro: Ice Cube]
Yo if you're f***ed up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, n**** what's up
like I love you so much
But wishin', she gets hit by a Mack truck
Next time, if there's one I'll know
That most women strictly out for the dough
Above the law I’m the highest commander
Fuck the rules ima bend them backwards
That’s the same way that I bend this bad bitch
I reach for my waist
shield
Tire the oceans I came here to feel fire in my heart in hopes to see real
What you gon do for me?
I see em faces scars left to reveal hide in my
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