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lieutenant
Would you put my photo on your piano?
To Maryjane
Best wishes, Martin.
(Old Roger draft-dodger
Leavin' by the basement door),
Everybody knows
Jane.....best wishes to Martin...
Ooooh South California
Oh Roger draft dodger
Leavin by the basement door
Everybody knows what he's tippe-toein'

Down there for
and all the magazines
{Ricky D's in control} Of what? {Hip-hop scene}
Uptown downtown the man's rated supreme
If Martin Luther were here he'd say {Hey Rick
a spanish chic my friends say
that loves head, salsa, merengue
mi favora con esta chocha
like Ricky Martin, livin la vida loca

Chorus:

(Beatnuts)
I love
with jewlers
My new bitch out of D.C., call me Ricky the Ruler
Gotta gather my concentration while counting my stacks
I got eight car notes and just lost
buckle kids used to jock
Public Enemy came out, I had the clock
My favorite jam was by Big Daddy ain't no half steppa
My mic sounds nice check 1-2 by
the heart to hold me back

Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed
Cause Martin Luther King had a (dream)
Aaliyah had a (dream), Left Eye
where the boys die by the thousand
Back when Pam was on Martin yeah that's where it all started
When Denzel was blottin' carpet, I'll pack a nine
[Slick Rick]
It's me at last, the Rickster, Def Jam's where I be
Most agree it's kinda amazin folks are born from where we pee at
Though I definitely
a bullet in the heart to hold me back

Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed
Cause Martin Luther King had a (dream)
Aaliyah had
they say sheep's on fire
I feel like death jam, just sound starter mayer
I've been a g since I was chewin' on a pacifier
I keep that nick cannon with
come over, what's up?
That's what I told her soon as this episode
Of Martin go off
I'm trying to get off
I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being
me from getting a nut
I wanna come over, what's up?
That's what I told her soon as this episode
Of martin go off
I'm trying to get off
I was in
a tussle, but y'all don't see me
Y'all can't hear me, this a def jam, call me Russell, man
I played on Martin, call me hustle, man
And now y'all know I'm
from you

OK

ladies and gentlemen Martin Lawrence

boo

this is Marin Lawrence's First video visit to a 
recording studio

and his last
I went out last night
That's when I met a sexy girl
She was looking so right
She said, "I wanna take you
For a trip around the world"

And by
think he Uncle Ruckus
I left Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget
And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with
You by
for nothing
I'm a back em down like Shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand
Better pray that this chopper jam, like a radio single, man
Police radio
hard to enter rap just passin' by
XK8, it's all good, the next they hate
Was never the type of nigga that flexed his weight
See, frontin just ain't my
Ricky Ross
Carol City Cartel
Cool and Dre

Designer jeans and a hand full of dough
Bottle of that rosey, pass me some mo'
I got mo' cars, mo' clothes
down my new tal

From Slauson Trail to Oakland
You got it, I'm into smokin'
Driving me there like Martin
Callin' my lady

Scoping, looking for
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie

Sucka walk up on me, talking like he know me
Ain't no co defendant do my dirt all by my lonely
Down south nigga,
And type, and write, with my
Freak it 'fore the niggy night is done
For Ricky-Run to get dumb and then some
So while you're here, it's clear to every
practice
So call Mr. Martin, I rarely kill often
But in this sound clash, I got a bodybuilder's coffin
Back from Miami where your record got no heat
without a cable 
Or a Cuban Link and (Yo, Lincoln wasn't Cuban!) 
So I still produce Def Jams like my name was Ricky Rubin 
M-A-S-T-E-R and this ain't

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