Lyrics:
said, now do it to him!
Doc and Sally inside
They're busy cooking for the down five, oh
Who's staring at Miss Rayon
Busy licking up her pig pen
I'm
And how you're worth the woo hoo
Make everybody love you
Love you
There's a doc down the block
Ain't afraid to give a shot
Get a brand new patootie
decide"
She chose Doc, first day I pulled Jude aside like its Aftermath for life
And all I do is ride
Before I turn on him I kill Satan
And stick my red
love will follow you, as the years go passing by
I'm gonna leave it up to you, so long, baby good bye
I'm gonna leave it up to you, so long, baby
"This is for, all my smokers"
Whoo, one more, just keep the thing at the end of it
Alright, give me one more time on the count of three
1, 2, 3
ain't with that shit, Lieutenant
Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it
(Yeah) and that's realer than Real-Deal Holyfield
And now
like a big ol' piece of cake
I'm all up in your middle
Ooh it taste like Skittles
I'm just keepin? it real with you
Girl I got a sweet tooth
Now that I
(come on)
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it low, then you bring it up slow
Whine
decide"
She chose Doc, first day I pulled Jude aside like its Aftermath for life
And all I do is ride
Before I turn on him I kill Satan
And stick my red
Ounce by ounce, putting in together
Small amounts, adding up to make a work of art
First of all you need a good foundation
Otherwise it's risky from
move with it
Not shut up I'm cool with it
Doctor Jurassic four rap tour wrap your
Head in a gorging in trenches where rats crawl
It's mine (brrrr)
Woo (yeah)
Remix (ha ha)
Lloyd Banks (uh-huh)
Ha ha
It's like a throne that he don't even own
He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just
shape
But all of them is the same in the end
It's about sensitivity, it's about passion
It's about unconditional giving of self to another person
and ain't nothin' changed but the locks
So before I slay this bitch, mwah, give Jade a kiss
Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (the fuck?)
Bein' rich-shamed
would give up my tongue for a taste
Even though I know it's catch-and-release
Dopamine overdose
Big sigh, ooh, what a ride
It's for life, then I
down, hands down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with
spins the rhymes through your opti-lens, check it
It's five below, my brain is cold
Runny nose evey time Doc exchange a blow
My street team snipe
dear
I was just chillin', are you willin'
To give up that feelin'?
Say it again, say it again
Did it right here
And I'm waiting, waiting, waiting
up!
Yo yo it's funk d.o.c.
Yo, you're on the mic to rock the symphony
[Redman]
Yo yo
Did you ever think you would catch a cap?
Yo did you ever
give em up
your love, your love is the thread and the needle
stitch by stitch baby these old things will be good as new again
Lay, lay that needle down
grew up to be a man
I had a steady job till I started into drinking
And I started making music that went with the devil's band
Oh, the years flew by
a dream state, perfect shape same date
You got a lot to give and look how hot it is, you so provocative
And it's your prerogative. Baby bounce.
on that lowrider bike pedallin
Somebody tell Eazy they still yellin it
I'm wit'cha homey Doc Dre on the television
While these niggas movin peanuts like
Never say never
(Pick it up, pick it up)
(Pick it up, pick it up)
Yeah, yeah
(Never ever, never-ever-ever-ever-ever)
See, I never thought that
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