Lyrics:
the '99
What, yeah, uh huh, yeah, bangin on you, huh
It's the big bang theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo
I got a big bang theory my hardcore
four ways
My pavilion, Saint-Tropez, yeah, alright
Why is it so hard for you to cry when we rich?
I put the sideline in front 'cause I can't argue
I'll be there to hold you by the hand
When you need someone to walk you home
You know that I'll be there to understand
When you call me
Oh Jean
I can tell by the things you say
I can tell that you know the way
And I know what you want me to do
Oh, I've got hearts and flowers for
thugs-n-harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you gonna do with it?
Well, it must be close
to do it on occasion
And engagin in .44s and 12-gauges
Some old suckers lay the beat twice as hard
And when you see I got 20'000 bodyguards
I came
I'll be there to hold you by the hand
When you need someone to walk you home
You know that I'll be there to understand
When you call me on the phone
Hell nah
You can't handle a man of my superior strength
I've been rockin' for years, now it's time to go to length
Bitin' emcees in their tracks
face, okay
Now that hoe a disgrace, okay
Running for the money, ooh
I'm in love with bread, yeah
You talk to the feds, yeah
We heard what you said,
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
loading up the 12 gauge
Cobain Cobain
We bout to blow up loading up the 12 gauge
Link up at the bar they say come as you are, I come as a star
They used
Blinded by the thought of us, so
Give me a chance, I will
Fuck up again, I warned
You in advance
But you just keep on starin' at the sun
Wait
Got
I've been looking at you turning brothers down
Some got their song, well, it's time for me to holler now
(Your body is calling, don't fight it)
Oh, my plans didn't work out like I thought
'Cause I had laid my trap for you but it seems like I got caught
What's this whole world comin' to
Things
've always got me
Every single day of my life
You've always got me
You've always got me by your side
You've always got me
One thing stays true
One thing that
and ate out
Prostitute turned bitch, I got the gauge out
96 ways I made out, Montana way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray
Dipped attache, jumped out
crazy
'Cause you're saying all the things I want to say to you
(You say) everything I do is driven by you
Everything we do, oh yeah, everything we do
you niggas know I'm coming at you
I guess that's part of the game, but I feel for the nigga
Who think he just gonna come and change things
With
at our house, and
He and I sat down and wrote a song together
Let me see if I can find that damn thing, I'll sing it for you
Yeah, here it is. It's called
'mma uptown Hoya
Like Milloy no lawyers
I got that work come be my employer
Freestyling for you, no for me, for me no
No only for money
More, of the money i get
to see you soon
Now that you've got all the things
That you need, babe
You're still here waiting for me
So good to be here
It's so good to see
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
dashboard
Blastin' them out towards the future
Haters come at me 'cause I'm gettin'
That ass like Kama Sutra
Pavin' a way to Hell's gate with a 12-gauge
I got
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