Lyrics:
to scream or to shout
The N.R.A. just bought a man's soul
Then he jumps up and shouts gun control
The government says that killing's a sin
Unless you kill
kid)
(Eh yo, eh yo, eh yo) We're back!
Peep the jump off, ain't nothin sweet, get dumped off
Frontin' like you won't get deaded and bumped off
the blame
I say it's sunnin' when there's rain
I jump by leaps and bounds, just call my name
What's that you're saying?
Girl, I like the way you talk
The gypsy woman told my mother, while fore I was born,
I gotta boy child comin, he's gonna be a son of a gun,
He gonna make pretty womens, jump
The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy child's comin'
He's gonna be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty women's
Jump
Gypsy woman told my mother 'fore I was born,
You got a boy-child coming, gonna be a son of a gun.
Gonna make pretty women's jump and shout
The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy child's comin'
He's gonna be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty women's
Jump
chains round the neck
He ever seen her before, her face don't connect
No, so keep it on the low, go
Seizes her by the arm
Looks right into the eyes cause
pill
Red pill blue pill
Milk of amnesia
Hey hey hey hey
C'mon I know that you want it
There's nothing, nothing to shout about
So jump, jump back
pill
Red pill blue pill
Milk of amnesia
Hey hey hey hey
C'mon I know that you want it
There's nothing, nothing to shout about
So jump, jump back
I'm never done paying my dues
My mind frame is "I'm forever making my payments"
I walk by a so called tough guy, watch him tuck his chain in
No
they make a list? Tellin' you what is dope
Tellin' you was it, but never let they mother jump
Pardon the flow but consistence controlling many souls
I
gettin' some head (Shawnna, you a fool for this one)
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head (special shout out to Bill Clinton)
I was with
The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy child's comin'
He's gonna be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty women's
Jump
The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy child's comin'
He's gonna be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty women's
Jump
Scotty
Hello, my watch yellow
Earrings on my bezel
Can't fit in my schedule
'less booty like jello
She know I slang kilos
Shout out to my 'migo
I
The pain in my heart is getting dosed by joy (what?)
We have no other boy but to bring the B-boy (uh, uh, uh)
There's nothin' on this earth that can
Jump and shout
Then the world wanna know
What this all about
But you know I'm him
Everybody knows I'm him
Well you know I'm the
Hoochie
go by, so you know I meant it
In school I was so shy, timid
Two pairs of jeans I'd alternate, bummy clothes, I 'member
Beggin' my mom for K-Mart
to a woman
A friend of mine told me about
She's a gumbo cooker, alligator hooker
Make a dead man jump and shout, woo
Talking about a woman named Hanna
(Where
to scream or to shout
The N.R.A. just bought a man's soul
Then he jumps up and shouts gun control
The government says that killing's a sin
Unless you kill
I don't need you to tell me what I should do
Cause I been making it work by myself this is the proof (Yeah)
I don't need you to tell me what I should
your donkey by my lonely I eat pussy like Shoney's
That's Tunechi, homie, master of ceremonies
I knock 'em down, domino effect, no pepperoni
I swear
my feet on
The Murphy's didn't jump me
Told me to get comfy even brought the lil' seat for me to spill my drink on
Willy d gave me my stamp shout
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