Lyrics:
home
Long as you call me and let me know you alright I'ma stay offa ya phone
Ain't none of that drivin by ya mama house or callin private
The way you
To suck my dick until I sweat
I need a bitch, thick as hell
She's gotta suck dick so I can tell
All my homies, what she did
She sucked and sucked and she's
a baby in a stable, by an unknown father,
Who, me, jelous, what do ya mean!, I'm a material girl too, I've been on MTV, once, I made a video with Mick
Look here see
Pretty Mike shanked Two-Face Al over some gal
Found the body dead in the isles
Death by strangulation, microphone cord
A dirty broad
myself, cause I don't like the attention
Sorry that I hurt you, but I'm on ya, did I mention
Can't come to my hotel, cause I don't think you ready
Since
dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there Boi and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne
Cristals by the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though (me)
Slick like a gato, ya boy Jay-Z
My pops
It's been a long while
Since I hit ya with freestyle
High tech selections
From the vaults of the Ice files
Kick back relax
And watch as I melt wax
me thinkin' was it worth this
And then it got me thinkin' cause I love this
Stay down and it'll work ya self at time don't be a slave by these choices
And choose the dark route
Nightmares gotta be loved by some
And I'm the one
Ya want to come, bring your shotgun
You ever see your partner die?
No? Well I have!
[by Kelis Feat. Nas]
You know what I am
You know what I do well at least I thought you knew
They call me Pusha
Damn
I take you like a slap in
breathe)
Once again, police beating up on people (Back up, and get all ya stuff, back up)
All he did was break up a fight and this is what happens for
on the beat but I think Skip did this one
Dyryk Spanish, but that's still my motherfuckin' nigga
CDawg, that's my dawg, sometimes I call him Dawg C
Of all
bodybags
I hung em up in Mississippi and bum fuck
This is Chuck so what the hell
You think I did it for
To open doors from Carolina to Arkansas
hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
You said you'd be here by nine
Instead you took
Your body feeling right but your soul getting left
You think you gettin' high but you really getting low
The devil got you blind from the weed that
Baby I gotta right to feel
Don't wanna ya
(go, yeah)
Don't don't wanna let ya
(go, yeah)
Did ya ever know you be
Yeah you be
High
High
But I wonder
Count my loot after I shoot, feed my kid, fuck a bid
Something I don't wanna do, something that I never did
I try to get him, I think I hit 'em, I lit
about me
Niggaz know, ain't nothing sweet about me
Get back to questions, like "50, who shot ya?...
You think it was Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?"
Nigga,
started blackin' out
Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by
blackin' out
Pulled the MAC-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'Fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by her hair,
I was creepin' the road
Just knew I had control
So how did I end up gettin' hit?
I had on my belt
I checked it myself
So how in the world did I
the mic and try to say, 'yes
Y'all' "
(Starin' at the world through my rearview)
("Tick tock ya don't stop")
"I grabbed the mic and try to say,
gonna tell you something
The truth is the main reason
I did that is because
I like to see kids curse i think it’s funny
(Kanye laughs) And I think that
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