Lyrics:
Dog us & watch us fetch it
I be writin my ass off, I needa book two sessions
Oh GOD I need confession
Killin mothaf*ckas I'm sweatin (woo)
Need a crew
leave a message at the tone
And Kendrick, don't forget to buy two pair of those expensive heels
You little f- Ferris Wheel, f- spinning on me?
F- you
Getting all this hate
F*uck it, cause this is my fate
Blessed by GOD
Cause he's making me great
Money moves making people hate
Blue stripes on my bills
This
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2
arrived. So, we got absolutely f'king smashed to
smithereens on the plane, right! Get's off the plane, staggers through customs, "Allright, excuse..." oh no,
like, helicopter new propellers
Tell me what you doing for the crew now, how do you propel us?
Dummies acting clever they just super-duper-stupid-jealous
baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off 'gnac
Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like that
Bitches know
the f*uck would i wife me a thot?
So i can work hard while she sit back and plot
Debating on putting my wrist in a pot
Little Rascals done came and took over
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
goin down
Gettin round
I'm the spook that sat by the sound
F***ing with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing changed PE we be the same crew
And get my weed off my family tree that's granddaddy purp
You get found under the ? in the trunk by the bazooka
I'm on the side of the road just like
out of sleepers
S to the motherfuckers O to the S to the y'all damned
O to the D to the E F-uck you 'cause we buck you,
Y'all niggaz can't touch us
power than the horses they put in porches
Can't be tested or f'ed wit
I'm too reckless
I chop off heads just to take the necklace
The type of canibus
Vagina
Finda notha crew of n****s that can f*** with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How
to your knees like a sit-up, bitch
Get too live for the crew, Two-9
We're the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch
Send 'em all to Hell, (?)
Spit it like
worth effort to play the circuit to be heard "F" it
Those were the days I wouldn't add the "uck" cus my church kept it
I was still praying to be perfected
f*ck what you’re telling me
This boy's so clean you can tell by the smell of me
Danny P I got bars like a felony
Dissin' me and you might just get hit
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
Yuhh
Woo
Glrrt pow
A10
A10
A10
A10
A10
You know the f**cking Vibes n***a
Long Live Pop Smoke n***a
Me my n****s don't lack
Send two shots to ya back
watch so your baby mama
Sometimes I'm cooler than a cold glass of water
Still I spit flames!
Bitches think I'm rude
Cuz I live by N.F.G
N.F.G
N.F.G
N.F
Vagina
Finda notha crew of n****s that can f*** with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How
get the price and eat out it
Ain't no other bitch rowdy like me
S-O, S-O, D-E-F, U.C.K.
Y'all bitch ass niggas disbehave me since the first day
do it for the meals
We just wanna put some food on the table don't wanna die before we live
I just wanna rock and pop the bottles with the crew (Crew
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
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