Lyrics:
We finna make it rain on you motherfuckers, ya heard me? (Look)
Weather man with that money, I make it rain on 'em (yes, sir)
Weather man with that
Orenthal James Simpson, not guilty of the crime of murder, a felony, upon Nicole Brown Simpson, a human being."
FOREWOMAN OF THE JURY (10/3/95. How did this
Migo Gang we in the building, yo
Young boss nigga shit
You know what I’m sayin’? Turn up
Yo, jumpin’, jumpin’, jumpin’, jumpin’
Jump jump jumpin’
My
I ain't gotta do nothing extra
I just make moves wit the steppers
Everything I do is electric (yes sir)
Young negus cool under pressure
I ain't
sir?)
Uh, you know what? Forget it
I don't understand, but let's go
(Ha-ha) Yeah, yeah, you know, I don't got a plan (Nope)
Ever since I came, it's been
on the couch all night
W:James Madison never had a son
then he fought the War of 1812
D:James Monroe's colossal nose
Was bigger than Pinnochio's
Back then she want me now I gotta salt it
'Cause she's seen on Quevo first up in a Aston Martin
Hurricane wrist watch young Quevo break the pot
In
then she want me now I gotta salt it
Cause she's seen on Quevo first up in a Aston Martin
Hurricane wrist watch young Quevo break the pot
In the vila
(what?)
His own plan for a new form of government (what?)
Talks for six hours, the convention is listless
Bright young man
Yo, who the eff is this?
Back then she want me now I gotta salt it
'Cause she's seen on Quevo first up in a Aston Martin
Hurricane wrist watch young Quevo break the pot
In
Simpson to Culver homes
Westside nigga, y'all niggaz betta mount up
Big rim Jolly Rancher cars y'all mount up
Do my damn dance work my legs pop my hands
then take it away.
My name is Simpson, Bartholemew J.
That's Bart, with an art, and a capital be ,
Then Simp, plus S-O-N, that's me!
Introductions
Young killah
You be on that last year shit, I'm on a new day
Cut off all my old hoes, now I got a new bae
Different type of bag nigga, yeah I got that new
the floor, sir
Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
We fought for these ideals, we shouldn't settle for less
These are wise words, enterprising men
Money clean, young boy, Ian Connor off the shit (Young Lord)
Fuckin' with them boys out of Harlem or the six
This is Gosha, man I pay for pussy? No sir
Nicki
She only wanna fuck when the rent due
She know Young Three be with it
Opp bitch wanna drop the lo
I'm rich as hell bitch I ain't spinning
I'm
you can vouch, go ahead and tell a friend
You can go and brag, tell em all the details
You just need permission, Ro James don't fail
If we never speak
pounds like James Brown give 'em ?Hot Pants?
I make your girl get down and open it up
Put my dick up in they jaws and go in they butt
I'm a young hot
eating dirt
Being buried alive
Put to death by surprise in
The name of black gods
Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry
Dry the tears from your eye
on
I don’t even know what you on
I be gettin' bread like crouton
Big bag like Taylor Lewan
Young boy coming with a style from the east
Tryna get some
But somebody with dough
That got a lil more
Shit idk
I learn at a young age you got to Grind for it
I been waiting all life for it
Some Niggas a take
really serious (serious)
When I was young, the demons tempt me, I was curious (I was curious)
Watching different things, searching for the nasty stuff, God
Now go home and roger that
I'm feeling like James Harden
Bringing the Rockets back
Doing my dance moves like Usher
With the stocking cap
Still Movin, we
walked into Cali, the place was packed
Sir Too $hort "Don't stop that rap"
I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time
You got no rhymes, so you listen
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