Lyrics:
Mouth with some charming pull-up on a queen tell her that I'm Prince Charming hybrid Mix imma let my chick spark it forty inch bussdown with a middle part
Interlude: Puff Daddy
See, it's 1996 man,
And we gonna do the same thing to you we did to you in '95.
We gonna keep hittin' you in your head with all that
There probably mentioning me
Cause every chance I get to
Spit some gangsta shit
I got love for ya, nigga
And I ain't forgot ya now that you're away
All I
comparison shit, it's pathetic
Hip hop's a fuckin' mess
And there's only a couple that represent what this culture's embedded
Joey, J Cole and then Kendrick
This the shit that happen when we go out on the town
This the shit that happen when we go out on the town
Bottles get to popping and them bitches
that hate bruh
Step in the boot up I'm on top with this shit
Making up songs you can vibe to my nigga
Like J. Cole and Miguel we all Power Trip
Just
Now I ain't no dummy to think I'm above criticism
So when I see something that's valid, I listen
But shit, it's something about the queen tone that's
do the road run
And I heard he wanna say some
Better watch yo tone if a nigga wanna say some
Peep shit I just play dumb
But I kept it ten toes with
eighth grade that shit took you forever
Sitting there all silent it's so rare you say a word
Yeah I guess we kind of like you but your sisters are
the Winter season, bitch
The fuck you think's an arctic
Falcon to a desert eagle? It's evil
The type of shit that ain't allowed a sequel
If you see me spittin'
prolly did the same shit that we like doing
I now you gotta feel the animosity brewing
It's gettin' bad and I'm sad our relationship ruined over some
[Mix-A-Lot] Yo Attitude (talk to me)
[Mix-A-Lot] We got some bustin ass marks out here
[Mix-A-Lot] Claimin some motherfuckin place they ain't never
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
aint J cole but born sinner
Long money short temper Im the same ni**a
He made a lil splash but my wave bigger
Like a flat ball aint playin' with ya
from day
Yesterday I promised I would get it straight
I'm crooked like the smile that J.Cole has
I cannot forget so I must dwell amongst the past
How can
slide regardless cuz that dick that bitch ain't new to this
Let the beat rock
I said, I said let the beat rock
I feel like I'm on my cole shit
You say
of my shit
Me and this music, we go together
Pb&J
Pb&J
Just like Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
I need that food for the fam, if you talking that bread
I’ll be there
whole glow moment to shine
Most pose like they blind
Don't open they eyes
Act like they can't hear me
Hulk Hogan inside take it as a lesson
J cole dropped
heard nobody since the one who signed with shady
Who would've know that someone where I'm from could be the greatest
And if you ain't 333
Or TDE
Or J
growed up at
I swear this shit just ain't the same where we growed up at
Dice games all day where we growed up at
Aunties and uncles was the J's where we
ain't gold
And every gold record don't glitter, that's for damn sure
(Scratching Voices:)
"Y'all need to be cool as shit"
"Tryin' to teach you from
Hit the club, thirty minutes
Left with two bitches
Nigga that's some real shit
I ain't give them hoes a
Dime made 'em pay me
Nigga that's a real pimp
a Cole, but I didn't have Charc
Put that bitch in reverse, I ain't put it in park
I got webs like a spider, but I ain't Tony Stark
Give a fuck what you say,
Lazer beam glock
what's a bird to a brother with a flock, wha?
They got some nerve
To even try and shit a turd
On John J, flap a nigga
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