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So go on and on, I'm sir Too Short
just what you've been lookin' for
Like PCP or pure cocaine
DJ universe got you SPRUNG IN THE GAME
You
got back
Sir mix a lot old shit
Let me introduce myself
If u do not know Fix
Money by any means my squad Hoe
Muddy Kup Gang what I be on Tho
Baby
got back
Sir mix a lot old shit
Let me introduce myself
If u do not know Fix
Money by any means my squad Hoe
Muddy Kup Gang what I be on Tho
Baby
a new street, so posse move ahead
We all look kinda suave, the crew you can't forget
The Mix-A-Lot Posse, cold rippin' up the set
My Posse's On Broadway
I been through lot of pain
That's prolly why I joke a lot
I know shit ain't gone change
Don't matter I have hope or not
I smoke a lot
I really
from his moms
Back in the seventies, she was the bomb
His games top notch, and he don't stop
He hit a reverends daughter in a church parkin' lot
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
you can't take it out the team, Ty my dealer
Mama's crib in sweats and slippers
Hit the weed It don't get realer than me
The clock done cut it's red
different, don't promise me anything
Go and get justice for Rashan Charles and Edison
And if you haven't had the thought to vote yet
Or protest 'cause you
sippin gin, and toking off of blunts
gettin higher than the sky, don't ask why
young G's from the hood trying to get by
rollin through my hood, rollin
Have I ever been here before
I remember hearing your name, sir
If my conversation lacks discretion
It's the same old foolish game
Did I ever
size don't matter.
I'm from the old school fool bitch ass get popped!
[DADDY X]
We came in piece to celebrate,
Get high and demonstrate,
You keep
game sewn up
Them niggas tried to trip, biddy biddy back
They got blown up
Blown up a lot, you could still get shot
You don't never play a motherfucker
a seal, pack a mill
To make sure that they get it
If you new or the old type
Everybody can get it
I don’t give a fuck no more
They only trying to play me
its about us forget about the day
Imma blow up I’m jus waiting for the day
I’m a humble person that gets payed a lot of money
Study the game right it’s
lane
Been here longer than anyone in the game
And I ain't got to lie about my age
(But what about Jermaine?) Fuck Jermaine
He don't belong speaking
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
who tried to get with me
I ended his career, instantly
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause I don't stop rappin'
And it don't
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
of us get rich
But like the old saying goes "Ain't life a bitch?"
Ah shit, the Landlord just raised the rent, fuck that!
Dem old days that came and went
fuck with y'all, don't fuck with me
I don't kick it with cliques, I don't hang with gangs
I'm in that passing lane, by myself in the game
Just my girl
, one roll
Don't get cracked around this bitch
My chain hang, we gangbang
I'm on that money route
Brother told me rock these shows and
We gon' make it out
in work
Punch in more lines than a time card
Act foul things cock boy
Can't stop that clock boy
Did he tell his man take shots
Don't get that sir
the shit
Backing in the bitch
Go get your nails done
Go hit a lick
Back on my shit
Lot of new bitch
All in the pack
Like a trail mix
All the white lies
Suit
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