Lyrics:
motherfuckin' people who feel like me
Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs
It's like a fuckin' army marchin' in back of me
So many lives I
boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club
Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make
don't diss us or make us mad.
Cause we're the Kokomo Gangsta Boyz, we're tough.
And we are rough and we like to cuss.
Get me by myself and I'm so weak,
What's up, Boat?
Ayy, ayy
(ShittyBoyz)
Track two's got me euro-steppin' like I'm ball playin'
If it's smoke, we gon' send some shots and leave
Punk, put a hump in your back
They call you "Igor"
War? This shit is hard, any yard where we are
We call that cocaine "rice"
I got that Condoleezza
Huh?
Black chick white guy
Does it mean shit maybe
I don't know but yo it never phased me
But either way here's one tail
Of two like that and what
harder to play me
Than to fiddle backwards
Don't act like you knew my tactics
Cause when it hit's the fan
You know I stand last
I see through your true
(Gimme some love, gimme some love)
And if your back is hurtin, turn around girl
See, I'm your chiropractor ([Wayne Wonder:] La da dow da dow!!!)
said if you don't get your paw off me
I'm gonna locate your nose around
The other side of your head
He said I love it when you get that fire in
it out like your first pair of Jordan's
I bet you wanna fuck me cause I got the juicy booty
If you hit it from the back, I'll bounce it back when you
wear a red suit
And I top it all off with my big black boots
F your black boots, man, I got Jimmy Choos
And I got a Lamborghini, just kiddin'
I got two
comedy
Little Duval
I have a lot of flaws, I'm human before all
I wake up in the morning smell some coffee
Then tell your bitch to get off me
Mos Def, word
you see me, look surprised
If you don't then pass me by
And I may even brush your sleeve
As you turn to leave
Now it's hard to act like strangers
by the bombs
So back into the shelter where two lovely women rose
And with a brilliance and a fierceness and a gentleness which froze
The rest of us
next?
It's me and you, doing the sex
So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby, I can't wait two weeks
I want it all, don't say I won't
Get it
the voodoo curse
Holding up office lights standing at huge heights
Back and forth left wing swing to North
East and South with blood pouring down your
nympho-maniac
Bring it back, now shake it up
Put it on the table, now break it up
Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it
It really don't matter
be your town
Get a piece of the rock, turn your life around
So cool, don't even trip
You got the sack, get on the tip
A resident in the City
little world
Population me
I try to stay awake 'til the Sunday morning church
I throw a twenty in the plate but I never give 'til it hurts
And I turn off
these Boyz II Men
I play somethin' verbally, capable to murder the
Average MC; the tough ones I'll burn third degree
And if you're thinkin' that I'm
my lane and I'ma foul your ass
Put the whole game on top my back, don't need no chiropract'
They callin' me young PWC, I got my power back
Ain't
public it's nothing
I'm just disgusted with the skeletons you sleep with in your closet to get back at me
Trapped and I'm lacking sleep
Fact is you're
technical climb
And your are an Internet girl.
I've got words but no processor.
I've got feelings but I don't know DOS.
So I just have to go back
could you turn me into the police?
Didn't I love you good and try to take care of you?
Best I could
You were so divine
And your love was like mellow
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