Lyrics:
that you are exposing
Jennifer the mother of a song
Open the sky
Jennifer, try
And no one can do it but you
Open the sky
Jennifer, try
So all
I feel like a wiz
Leave a nigga in the mother fucking ditch
Put that on my mother fucking momma kids
I got too much motion she just mad that she cant
chills when her body shook
Hot sex on the platter, no need to cook
I let her steal my heart like a horny crook
Had her grinding and winding against my leg
the one to make a slut-cum
Gotta man, he a lame anyway, mother-fuck that stuff
Mad cause I snuck that love, baby don't bust that slug
So go on head roll
and that's how it started, or so I'd like to believe.
She took me to her mother's house outside of town where the stars hang down
She said she'd never seen
serious, yes I is
You think I'm playin' than ask my brother
You still don't believe me than ask my mother
Because I love my gun, I play wit' my gun
Have
platinum, mad you got gold?
my corner's like the Beatles nigga, get your rock and roll
niggas mad 'cause the Feds stay on me 'cause they in cars
mad
Thinking about blowing a wood
These niggas be going out sad
Kind of like her so I'll blow a bag
Where the mother fucking wood at
We done been here before
of
Each one explainin' what each one was, to be used as evidence against us
Took pictures of the approach, the getaway, the northwest corner,
need to hit a bitch
Only woman beaters and some cheaters that they hid against
Funny what money has done to these mother fuckers
Thinking I'm too cold
never tell em where a nigga live
Tryna reach me at my mansion or my mother crib
Hit my cell, hit my two, now I'm at my honey dips
[Verse 1: Jim
Fifteen didn't even count
Baby-blind with marbles in my mouth
Cuyahoga girls with knockin' knees
Grinding my gears up against the trees
Fifteen was
Against the odds
A chance meeting governed by Gods
Possibly
Meant for everyone
Not likely
Even though we are told other wise
This is RARE
Bringing
your face mother fucker
I'm pissing people off making em mad
While I'm doing my own new thing, shaking the fads
With my dick in my hand taking a whiz
‘m the problem
To break the cycle
Belief is calling
I feel like I’m drowning
Drunk on the blood of a broken man
Now that the season’s turning
Thunder
mothers in the churches where they weep
Metal wars
Got snitches in the grave eternal sleep
Don't talk about that blicky action if you not gone shoot
Cause
now
Cause I'm a mother fucking mad man
Yeah and I'm at my end
Let's see this through cause they're on to you again
And I don't want to go to heaven
If
Do I give a fuck about the name
Say again texican, mad hatter
Mad rapper motherfucker from 10
Give a fuck about the name and the game
Or the shame
crazy
They are drunk & dancing
While the worst crimes are being made!
We are manipulated they play with our mind!
An eye for an eye is the law!
Pay
But I gotta represent, knowhatI'msayin?
On some East coast shit
Cause niggas don't think that I
I got mad skills, check this out
Road call! E rock
him again
Mad at his mother, cause she said he's on the mend
Still wondered why she lied, like he couldn't comprehend
Cause he could see it in
mad at me
Sorry and shit
Tech N9ne baby
(yeah!)
Kottonmouth kings
Keep ya men at home lady I'm a freaky thing
[Chorus:]
Hey
There
Home
Boy
I'm a blue eyed mother's white boy and I used to rule the world.
I'd get drunk on my own libido, sell poisons to mothers and watch their children
around with silver spoons in his mouth
My brother shoved it so far down the kid shit it out
Nate the Mack so loud in front of his house
Leaning against his
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