Lyrics:
and then I smash ya ho
Hit ya with a Tec-9 outta the Peugeot, Columbo
I've been through hell and back
Believe me, I can smell a rat
That's why no matter what
your shit
And I don't fuck with it
Na-na-na na na naaa
Smash the wall of glass and try to ask if all of it's worth it (Worth it!)
Stall until the call
me
Your whip ain't up to date and your hoes look like Mr. T
This is Misery (yep), no Kathy Bates
Come at me sideways, my money'll slap you straight
what cha saying
Verse One: Redman
I go wild as I sip from a cold Lowenbrau
Set up rhymes like fire to gunpowder
Boom did the bassline crank
Ploughed by the hulk , smash
Feisty redhead with a killers mentality
Black widow baby
She's creepy feisty deadly one of a kind
Can't you tell I'm outta my
racks
I ball like I'm Curry when I shoot it, it go splash
If shorty wanna fuck i'll buy a room and well go smash
Tit for tat, this or that
Just started
Pulling up six deep wit them niggas and sticks
Emptied out all pockets now look at you bitch
Now breathe baby, ease baby
You got me wet and wavy
Smash it
pull up, bitch
I'd smash that thot, then pull out bitch
Might push the Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' bitch
I'm on Deebo lit
I'm
of dreams
Push my mind into overload
Hack the wire
Smash the gene
In this city of dreams
We'll be immortal in the code
Mind into overload
Get up, get out
In
What's up with the lapdance?
I throw the racks yea
Fuck around & smash that
Hit from her backend
Put her in a back bend
I make the back spin
Then I
in Bags
I want my money I want it in cash
Issa smash
You got a camera, we make that shit
Flash
First to wake up, baby light up the Gas
Come
wanna smash
If you can't get it right
Then please stand clear
Make it wobbly wobbly
Can you work me out probably
I stack my cards like monopoly
I get
Count up my racks, We spend it on Gucci and Prada
We fuck on this bitch, We fuck on ya mama
We really made it out, We blew up like Osama (Bah, Bah,
yea
You get it? ha
We gone play around be real loud eat this game like lunch
Smash bros nah smash you yah beat it beat it up
I know you think I'm
yea
You get it? ha
We gone play around be real loud eat this game like lunch
Smash bros nah smash you yah beat it beat it up
I know you think I'm
For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick
Talking shit, he better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick
Talking shit, he better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
the sand (sand)
I got a Red Bull and Vodka up in my hand
Hey! You look kinda cute (ey)
In that polka dot bikini girl
Hey! This what I wanna do (What?)
Take
Cook that shit up Quay
Baby
4 Pockets
Yeah that's my dawg, yeah
Yeah that's my dawg for sure
Yeah that's my dawg
Yeah that's my dawg for sure
it like that,
And I hang up, and you call me right back,
It's like you don't even know how to act, (What's going onâ?¦)
My bad, baby girl we barely
Creep up the wall
Then across the ceiling
I spin round the bulb
And land on a sandwich
I smash my face on the windowpane
I'm smashing my face
Ah smash
Alright everybody, you know what you gotta do on this one!
Uh, lift Him uplift Him up
People of God, lift Him up.
In the streets, lift
a needle in his eye
Smash mode soilder we runnin' out of time
From Zumbi dos Palmares na mata fechada
To Commando Vermelho bustin at the cops with them
to help your fellow man and God is great
With humanity gone tits up I got fuck all to fill up my plate
And though I'd rather not argue and be contentious
I
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