Lyrics:
queer
Faggy 2 Dope and Silent Gay
Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin' punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin'
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
little girls come and flock to me
Yeah, I rock the beat
One, two, three, four
Some crazy-ass kids come to knock up on your door so
Let 'em in, let
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you
'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
slang I use
breakin' down mics
and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic
raise up in the stack
Schoolin', I'm ready to feel pain bet you ass
Will be fillin on the
Foul type, then you say "Hi!" when I pass by
A nigga tryna act
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
in the place
Need to bounce around make ya bounce around
I'll make ya bounce around
Shake yo titties and yo ass and bounce around
Just bounce around
girl but your sister was alright, damn
In ya homeboy's Caddy last night man, ha ha
Hold up, Texas trill
H-town going down, man
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
lookin' around, with big cocks
Them girls be plottin' on how
To get the rocks so I beat that ass to the
Ground like I'm the cops
What they gon' say? Don't
Yeah
Put my shades on
Uh, I live it up in these like my last days
If time is money, I'm an hour past paid
Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass
to keep Pepsi in the freezer
I keep a 3 liter for my crew
My girl like them diet joints too
For when she watch her weight
Crack the top I can't wait
Other
dream, travellin' up the stream (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Plug wonder, wonder why you're lonely tonight
We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by
tonight, it's a partyartyartyartyahhhh
Word up word up, uhh, hah
UHH! Let me get down, do my thing
I always bring, shit that always make your ass swing
(wellllllll)
[Verse Four]
Ready for the ride I rip rap rapacious
Crews don't slip you're payin penalty slashes
Clashes crashed, but I crash ass or
Ravish
about was
Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days, yeah
Well there's a girl that lives
ass
This one life we live, is to be lived without sin
But I'll be damned if I die without a damn thing to give
[E-40:]
Don't make us have to be
a loss
So I spit like I feel it and dust your junky ass off
[Chorus, Repeat 3X:]
I break 'em off
I break 'em all off
[Verse 2: ]
I got
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my own song (song, song)
As it flows into my vein (wake up, wake up wake up)
As it flows into my vein
her man a mart'
Gon' tell his stupid ass you had a change of heart
You don't smoke weed girl you better start
Then she back that ass up in paralel
OOOHHHWEE!
[Master P]
I know a big girl, with a ironed skirt
Give her couple dollars, she'll make it work
I mean holla at me whoadie, you know our crew large
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