Lyrics:
white tiger like Siegfried and Roy,
indeed the boy, had that sweet street magic like David
Blaine and she made it plain,
If I had any advice that could
bitches, psycho bitches [x2]
And I can roll my tongue [x3]
Stop callin' me, never really wanna heart felt shit
You ain't healthy for me and bitch I
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
my talkin face,
I`ma slap you real tough-like
and I can almost rest assure you
that it ain`t gon` be no pretty sight, ugh"
2-4-7, 3-6 DeVille
I
of the Wraith with two sluts, yeah (let' go)
If you nauseous don't look up (woo)
Mom said I'm sippin' lean too much (yeah)
I'm hard-headed, pay for my cup
Lets light it up
Pas me the plunt
Alright let take this shit down
Ey lets hit it
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4
3 white boys from copenhagen got
know, bro
I'll drop a Benz it's all white, inside Coco
She'll suck me off the bone, in the four door
Goddamn, imagine what she doin' in the two-do
I just
of that
Two-fifty for a ounce to cook (Wow)
Four-fifty for the white sales
That you only seen inside a book (Heard?)
I been thuggin' my whole life
I don't
Make it one two three four make it five times what you wished for
It is a clear dark blue ocean carrying a
Light blue sky
Make them apart and that's
and Tamera
Two in the Four like the Porsche Panamera
Look in the mirror, look in the mirror
Vision clouded by the coke, ain't making it clearer
I make it
flex,
one by one!
En bas, En avant, En haut!
So, the evil queen was angry.
Get down.
One, two, three, four, five!
came in we unpacked 'em all
Broke 'em all down and unrapped 'em all
Just two words nigga duffelbags I just know it so well
I can't help but brag, old
[Chorus]
Flying saucers, spaceships move at warp speed
MTV level three when I fly on BET
Livin' astro; tell me how you feel
One two, one two, one
city tear ya mall up
Pimp fly bitches and tear their walls up
Dress nice I'm super neat
Ice on white wit 3's on her feat
Worldwide robber from
horses, in our hearts, belong.
[Verse 4]
Appaloosas with spots, so unique and grand,
Trained right by the reins, at our command,
Arabians fast with their
Are you ready?
Thumbs are up
One, two, three, four
Hey mister take a load off let me explain
I'm not hidin' from you carry the blame
Have
for a nigga,
And you there for a nigga like
(Chorus 2)
I was on 233rd White Plains,
Me and my boys were ridin’ the train,
I saw you woa-woa-woa-woah
leftover
When I roll over, I roll over in somebody else's
Ninety damn days on a slave ship
Count 'em fallin' off two, three, four hun'ed at a time
Blood
ring
Enough of me rapping, gon' let that boy sing
I had one, two, three too many
I'm fucked up, four chicks with me
I'm loud, took about five shots
make it moonwalk
White glove money stuffed in my tube socks
Top down thug life, 2Pac
I'mma boss, I can get ya whole crew chopped
Teflon Don
a murder after midnight
(There's gonna be a killin after midnight)
(You can say this one's a murder by a lunatic)
Say what?
3 or 4 minutes
again, coming again,
Jesus is coming again!
2 Echo it, hilltops; proclaim it, ye plains:
Jesus is coming again!
Coming in glory, the Lamb that was slain;
always that guy
Selling white girl to white guys
I ain't gon lie
Really used to hold the fiends cards
Till the first and the 3rd came by
Same rules apply
it ,cause I could
Heavy starch in my jeans please, four X's on my white tee
Living life like a G, that's why these bitch ass niggas wanna fight me
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