Lyrics:
on the smooth tip
Ha ha, yo biz, kick something funky for 'em, word up
Now people always want to know my strategy plan
For me to use the weird name
(q-tip)]
So what's the deal are you gay or poppin' pills?
Why you still wanna take my hand?
This discotech is 'bout to make me a wreck
My feet are
Crabs, I'm followed by a camp like John Cougar
Mellen, tell them punks I put a swellin, for the lords split'cha
I kick tails that tips scales on the ricter
Just clean the house and that's it
Get me aroused and that's it
Take off your blouse and that's it
Don't make a sound and that's it (yeah)
Just let
of mind and
hmmmmmmmmmmmm...
Hammer timin.
Incredible.
So edible
and unforgettable.
Soft like a Q-Tip
I'd love to get with you
cause I'm the type of guy
I got her moaning
I think I'm growing, I think I'm growing
I'm in that p**** tip toing in my Jordan's
Yeah
My money long, my money long
My dick long
Tell her spit sixteens i'm mister clean
Very tropical x-Game Heem
Yes Heem checks Heem
I want that money all them racks
Boys is playing games
I'm
Yeah yeah yeah
Travel the world run into nasty girls
We travel the world I bought her chanaynay pearls
Gucci girl give me a twirl
Gucci
Boogie
Cannot
You bumbling
But here I come again
With Our fade coming on like a cascade
Already paid for the bottle so don’t ask me
Already laid full throttle you
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer
listening
Can boost this scene and do sick things to
Human beings acoustic screams like who kissed Gene
My news hit streets like Q-Tip beats so view big
good
I'll leave you soul snatched
There's no one like you
I can't wait for the nights with you
I imagine the things we'll do
I just want to be loved by
wicked, I didn't check the rhyme
'Cause Q-Tip couldn't kick it
And that punk Redman, I hit you with the back son
Talk is cheap, it's time time for some
gotta clean it up
Leaking out her nose, I love the grimy slop
Undead nasty like two girls one cup, fuck
AR got them titties and they double D's
Five five
clocked him
John Forte will keep you locked in
[Q-Tip]
People all around
You got to recognise and witness
The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with
me shawty, but I been watchin' you now for a while
Yo whole style, from yo toes to the way that you smile
And I hope you ain't offended by the way
felling fear (fear)
The sound is playing like a Q-tip digging your ear (ear)
Mama Zula stands for positivity, knowledge, and grace
I never run my piece
the evils
It's your brain against my mind, for those about to boot out
All you nasty critters even though you see I bug out
Buggin' out, buggin' out
her home and I fuck her on a thousand hundreds
Then I shoot the nasty bitch in the mouth for nothing
I say, "Birdman, Birdman what's good today?"
We
her home and I fuck her on a thousand hundreds
Then I shoot the nasty bitch in the mouth for nothing
I say, "Birdman, Birdman what's good today?"
We
sliding by
But hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
Cause it feels so good
[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in the hood
klonopin
Look at all these dreams that I've been squandering
I'm not even clean, though I'm off of it
Heart like a hollow tip
Leave you, empty
You feel me
me later
Cause your body too bootylicious for me baby
Cancel Santa, thank me later
I'm in love with the shape of you
Shawty Shawty chill a sec
Your
a motherfucker
Cause I really want it with the team
Roll up in a clean whip, puffin' on the green shit
Run up on your team quick, hit em with the beam clip
You
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