Lyrics:
bust ain't no time to spare
Cause the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck shit up
And with the stainless steel ribbon boy we cuttin' shit up
Flash then
that Kenya Barris. Listen, them semis airing
Spare me, this flare shit ain't really arrogant
Nigga, I had holes in my shoes, rest of the fit embarrassing
socks
Dropped a bullet out the cylinder ain't bother to pick it up
Looking for a motherfucker eager to stick me up
Then give em cinco reasons why a nigga
reminisce
On a Cool J tape, Slick Rick
Hopping on a bitch ass nigga
Like a pirate
He a pussy on a last life
Ain't no coming back;
Murder shit I murder that
If
over last line>
24 nights off in the jungle
shootouts & stolen bundles
Hoes on dick for the phat gold kicks
see the bucket the do' don't open
so bitch
aloud o
Your beauty fresh like morning wine
Sweet honey, Enjoy yourself
And If you get small time to spare
Follow me make we go paint the town red
E get
nice
Ow! Not that tight! Clod!
Who might that be?
We've sold our last loaf of bread!
It's the witch from next door
We have no bread
I
Have an eggroll, Mr Goldstone
Have a napkin, have a chopstick, have a chair
Have a spare rib, Mr.Goldstone
Any spare that I can spare I'll be glad
extra
I tell my lil bro to aim make sure you hit em from the neck up
Boom Boom
That's dat sound when dat pound bust
If you a bitch is in ya blood you
or a chair
But I let him have the rampion, I'd lots to spare
In return, however, I said, "Fair is fair
You can let me have the baby that your wife will bear
or a chair
But I let him have the rampion, I'd lots to spare
In return, however, I said, "Fair is fair
You can let me have the baby that your wife will bear
comes with every dawn)
Let it go - (But make 'em last, make 'em last before they're gone)
Well I thought about it and I could finally see
She's always
I cannot escape the fate
But I anticipate the moves
Like a shadow of a moon
Smoked a quarter passed noon ( Last night)
Did a couple things I probably
I know, I'm is
Can't spare these niggas gotta knock down all them bowling pins
Shout out Gutta he can tell you bout them bowling pins
Mama raised
Now I'm just confessing, you doing the extra, must didn't Learn your lesson like dropping out
It's obvious, I must be highly pissed
And this is no
'bout me
Even if they doubt me haters I'm off limits
Blowin cake
Ohh yea I make desert for a livin
So many times I swear I spare my last one hundred
Like
Now I'm focused, I just got out the joint
A body ain't shit, they raid savages on joy
I tossed my last strap, I gotta get another toy
Wipe the phone
is that I am stuck with them
Can’t recall the last time I had lunch with them
This city just bring out the worst in you
I hate that I feel like I
get extra buzz
Wendy Williams gon' mention how
Upset you was 'Cause when this get spin
You gon' be salty like Pepa was
Hollywood Unlocked, on drop
I'm
of your toe
All the way up to your last hair follicle
[Biz Markie]
Hey hey hey, it's me the diabolical
Yes, y'all and, it's time for me to fall in
'bout me
Even if they doubt me haters I'm off limits
Blowin cake
Ohh yea I make desert for a livin
So many times I swear I spare my last one hundred
Like
not photography
Diss u for attention? are you on amazon or Spotify?
God told me KiLa spare the rod and you'll spoil the child
U just remixed control
to have a family of his own, and was concerned
that all efforts until now had failed.
BAKER
Who might that be?
BAKER'S WIFE
We've sold our last loaf
a building
With a few extra to spare like michelin
Lemme stop there cuz i know what you thinkin
You just sayin shit for white people
Nigga you ain't hangin
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