Lyrics:
some lettuce in between me You got eeny meeny money Teeny like the youngest preemy And even if you niggas is crippin Still can never "C" me Or beat me
want to take your place Those back-stabbers, hey, back-stabbers [Sandra "Pepa" Denton & Cheryl "Salt" James:] Check it, everybody sees you as preemy
preemy; can't nobody hold me doe Been the man for years; blood, sweat and tears: nobody showed me doe `NATION
to some preemies Oil in the pan you get it heated to the smoke point Low and slow, ease the tension like you smoke joint But that smoke ring, that's where
just want to praise Your Name Life is tough JESUS stopped the bleeding midway through TBIs they're really rough They say the preemies - leave 'em there
Well I wanna get in the whole world's pants and when my beaver's hungry preemies ain't got a chance I turn it out in granny glasses and hot pants
jealous Don't make me pre-heat When my steeze leak You preemies my children You tryna be me with a cheat sheet Couldn't repeat my ceilings Everything good
these preemies need their Wheaties Perpetrating in a Powerglove Their raps' wiggin' out like a Plastic bag of sour nug Gotta gargle lava if you wanna spit
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