Lyrics:
to the ground
Me and mine are gonna be around
When Tuckers' daughter's a memory
Hot sun is a killer
She'll be waitin' at the end of my line
Taking
quarter
Get out away old Dan Tucker take your wine and take your daughter
Papa died just today a cold grey Mobile morning
Now here I stand all alone
I'm just speaking on some real
Money talk nigga
Chris Tucker taught me that
Protecting my daughter
Liam Neeson taught me that
Always in the shade
tucker
Hitting on the daughter and the momma ima mothafucka
Lethal with this weapon god gave me this ain't Danny Glover
You know what I'm on, balenciaga,
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
Candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring memories, both lovely and guiltfree, lurid and lovely with
Number 34
Busting out the motha fucking rim (Slam dunk)
Tryna get these dead presidents
Like Chris tucker
Tryna buy a gold pressy
Like I’m king tut
coming over!"
[Momma:] "Nice to see you Guy."
[Guy:] "Hi Mrs. Tucker."
[Momma:] "Why don't you go for a swim with the others?"
[Guy:] "I didn't bring
to see you Guy."
Guy: "Hi Mrs. Tucker."
Momma: "Why don't you go for a swim with the others?"
Guy: "I didn't bring a bathing suit with me."
Momma: "Oh no!
might be in traffic in rush hour like Chris Tucker
But I keep that MC Hammer, no you can not touch it
I might go on tour and fuck a daughter
Yo I’m rich, black, the 6, the 'Lac
The Phantom, the strap, stay on my lap
I’m a hustler, ganja puffer, iron tucker
I get ripped in the afternoons
daughter, kind of caught up bitch that wish the slip
Slip your ass in a coffin, bitch, because you run your fuckin' lip
Ho, my game is thick, so stupid
see me
You gave her E before D that was sleezy
I gave her D before E like it's easy
I wanted water so I bus the fee g,
Sauce on your daughter, that
partners
Tucker called her mommy while I fucked her momma
Took yo sister daughter and played spin the bottle
(nut)
I'm on that Adderall the Chris Tucker rush (Add')
I need the Patek 'cause my drippin' like the flood (Patek)
Got a stash for the fire under
Enjoying every moment & the day is hardly through
Now I’m absconding to the Ritz with the party crew
Tucker brought the magnum so it’s like we are popping
family
Sometimes he wonders just how big his daughter's tits are gonna be
He's my Republican neighbor
My Republican neighbor
Has a white trash wife
through the years
Even when I sold my clothes to pay the bills
You stayed real knew the deal
You love my daughter, even harder like she was yours
In
A WELL RESPECTED MAN IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD
DOING ALL THE THINGS THAT HE THINKS HE SHOULD
AND ON THE DAUGHTERS WEDDING DAY
HES IN THE BIB AND TUCKER GIVIN'
You spitting up the names whenever you and 12 talk
My daughter Montessori shit is costing me the zero's
Arnold Schwarzenegger don't be a Last action
proof feeling invincible
Smoking that space jam sippin on dat MJ juice
I'm on my Charlie Sheen I'm on my Chris Tucker
Money Talks mothafucka
Money Money
her harder
Breakin yo daughter
That bitch a goner
Pussy a martyr
She give me brain so i keep getting smarter
Servin her an order
Portions is larger
Aye
ain't rich I ain't broke somewhere in between
I'm well aware and I never idolize the green
But money talks nigga Chris Tucker Charlie Sheen
In a dark
brothers
Motherfucker no i did not stutter
In rush hour ,feel
Like i'm chris tucker
Pushing the whip like a bentley trucker
No ain't going out like no sucker
before this phone factories
Don dada what’s the time? The watch told me
Act like Jackie Chan and Chris tucker
Cuz it’s rush hour!
How is business ?
My
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