Lyrics:
With a plethora of young eager wannabe musical stardoms,
Willing to sell their eggs,
The two doctors, after rigorous auditioning, picked
magazine. The ad read: Wanted: Unfertilized human eggs for genetic experiment.
Donors must have musical background.
With a plethora of young eager wannabe
it
And who you in the Jeep with?
My business is a secret
You too eager to leak it
Too eager to front me, too eager to pump me
In Baltimore them Fetti
groups, such as agricultural
Labor, military, business, scientific, Or
Guild associations, On the basis of their
Common interests crowism is
An anti-Italian
Wood, Young Gotti,
Free my nigga White Boy too
I whipped up a two and a baby and I spent that on Jimmy Choo
You got goons around you nigga, I keep
Wood, Young Gotti,
Free my nigga White Boy too
I whipped up a two and a baby and I spent that on Jimmy Choo
You got goons around you nigga, I keep
Bugatti
Free lil Kirk Wood, Young Gotti
Free my nigga White Boy too
I whipped up a two and a baby and I spent that on Jimmy Choo
You got goons
watch who you around some of em bad business
See me countin up now with all these bad bitches
I feel like robbing a bank, now I got racks innit
Still
but I don't recognize they face
But somehow they tell my business
Who I live with everywhere that I visit
Who I got kids with what is this
Ain't got
scrolled his associations in his head as he pulled the flask from his backpack. The cork popped out with a typical squelch with his thumb, and hung
is just admit it
Ya business getting Twitted before you even did it
You ain't even do it, just guilty by association
In the vicinity, filthy, no
discussed,
And brand new associations are given over with resulting problems sorting
Out the new strains of emotional and physical qualities we see cropping
business, I don't wanna talk, I'm eager
Pull up in a Hellcat, left up in a steamer, uh (skrrt)
I be outside, I be walkin' with the reaper
Look, he ain't
But I really love to watch you talk your talk
I love to watch you
Maybe we're better off
I feel young dancing with you
It happened all by itself
worked for it
Even went and built my own business
Just to show you niggas you ain’t shit
Back when a nigga was young used to dream about it every day down
at your door for sugar
My play clothes was corduroy jeans
Patches on the knees kangaroos and (opie?)
A young child with a vision of better living
This life
[Chorus - Nate Dogg]
Wait a minute, lonely girl
They try to warn me
They say you're horny
Eager to give it up
Take a minute, lonely girl
I'll be
Young Mitchell
Ooh I ain't scared of nobody
World in my hands, world in my hands
Bruce Almighty
You know the squad
You don't want no problems
I talked
with em off association we gone smoke his kin
All I need blue benjis i do not want a friend
Young spill god cashq i be cash countin
Key the life always
to move out as far as we can?
I know that jealousy's the devil's greed but you worse
than a devil when you turn your back on these young G's
Now
and enjoy your stay at Foolz World
Yeah
Aye Hello World it's the young leader back to rule the foolish nation
I'll take you on a trip so tune into my foolish
ether (Hot hot)
All these soots won't show my eager
Business class, banging ears
Tint the glass, window clear
From a sinner, to believer
Still a sinner
Since a jit I been hella eager to rhyme
I was smoking bags of the mids
Thought I was high
This is '08 at the time
Never heard of 808’s I had
I'm worried bout winning
Tryna stack my dough
Ian focused on these hoes
Just focused on business
How he move like a pro
How he always low
Cause he
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