Lyrics:
had a nice figure
Drove a nice Vigor
And for mr to bag her
That I had to be a nice nigga
Wait, wait, don't appall me yo
I can't jump to conclusions
a drill like antihistamines
I can't be put in no box
I'm way too sly of a fox
I'll find a way out that box
I think outside of the box
Yo, you don't want
You be cuffing on these hoes like a mother fucking cop
I be cuffing on that bag, never cuffing on a thot aye
Call me Mr.Turn yo wife into a thot
If you
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
harmonicizatiumal purposes, while de ones with de m.b.a.'s hit de lobby 'n sell some shit, 'fo de customers over-run yo' ass! me
Le, lil' guy, go get yo' rubber girl
me the drop I'm coming slide
Niggas gangster on the gram but in real life them niggas hiding
And imma get back free lil' tweety if that Glock stay by
be the last....
Yeah,Put a L up
One time for Mrs.Lee put a L up
I'm bout to light a L up
Yeah,And I can’t hear yo voice but I can feel you soul
I
not alone (no you not alone)
So put yo hand in the air if you still this broke
Wake up in the morning, I’m just tryna grind
You know that I got you, we
you up and down your back
'Cause I'm that freaky, I'm freaky like that
Freak Nasty wanna see can y'all do this right here for me?
I put my hand
you up and down your back
'Cause I'm that freaky, I'm freaky like that
Freak Nasty wanna see can y'all do this right here for me?
I put my hand
fuckin with them stank hoes for?
[JT Money]
Check this out, I was loungin, coolin by the Brougham
A bitch comes up talkin bout, take her home
Yo
[Will Smith]
Uh, uh, uh
What?
Whoo! Ha-ha
Yeah mic check
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
Alright now let's go yo
[Lil' Kim](Will)
Here come
I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again?
I record dope dope
I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me, fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again
I record dope dope
This for my man yo, word up
"I got a 187 on the corner of Farmers boulevard in Linden."
"Uh, drug related?"
"The usual."
I don't mean this in
at the hive, I swear that we be stinging niggas
ran it up on my own time
I did it by myself
Niggas say you needa find a bitch, that shit ain't never help
Bad
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
[Intro: Mr. White Dogg]
When I pull up tell her get in
We got the drinks and
The club for the weekend
I got a bad lil bitch Puerto Rican
, yo, yo, yo yo yo, yo, yo, yo
I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release, you lose teeth like Lil' Cease
Nigga please, blood
Can't give, to whats happening
I had to take it
Like popping a picture
Put up picture
Baby I don't know whats in this drink
Is in the mixture?
Lookin
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up)
[Verse 1
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up
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