Lyrics:
flammy
She had a best friend, her name was Jane
I pulled to the side and I spitted that game
I met a lot of freaks in my lifespan
Freaked one night
are created
equal.
That they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable
rights.
That among these rights are Life, Yes sir!, Liberty,
No sir, Mr. Officer, sir
I'm shruggin my shoulders cause I couldn't tell you who done it
I know?
You seem pretty sure about that
Sir, all I know is I
that all you got
Try and call me Sir Camelot
I draw the sword from the stone like my name was Arthur
I draw that pill then I do it by the quarter
So slow
of rich folks spitting on bums
A lot of hoodlums
These are just the bums that are really pissed off
Why? Probably 'cause they been ripped off by
tell her cuz
I got two other girls tryna get my buzz
I mix it with the cuss and fuzz
Ask my cuz he know a lot
He just tryna play cuz he got that sauce
the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him I sold him, I leand him I told him
The Demons arose and, bullets, pull it, at a hour just
the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him I showed him, I leand him I told him
The Demons arose and, bullets, pull it
A hour just
mix and match
My hat by elevate
This girl i got attached
Ignoring all the hate
I'm Talking only facts
I been pushing myself
To get what I want
And if
Canadian hustlers
Twinkle, twinkle, I wanted mine with extra sprinkles
It's my birthday 'cause you look out Mr. Winkle
Taste the ginger, mix it with
renounced through the pussy keepit gushy gushy
10 hits by the summers
After this summer
Ringing my number promoters wanna book me
I need 10k or i throw on my
Yes sir, D-Boy, 1908 shit, rap fam, Suicidlez, let's go
Told her, hud, hud, skip, skip, ridin' through the night
Rolex on my left, my pistol on my
the bitch was flammy
She had a best friend, her name was Jane
I pulled to the side and I spitted that game
I met a lot of freaks in my lifespan
Freaked
(Hahaha) (Yes sir)
If you in my way, I'm gon' make you fall back
How I'm drippin' like Dasani in all black
I make a statement (Huh?)
Then you better know I'm
Yeah I got a lot, got a lot up on my mind
Deep emotions, different potions, all thru the night
Mix it up, wash it back, yeah I'll be alright
Pass it
I gotta get this money
Get my papera up I gotta get my money up ayyh
On gang da mane I gotta get my money up YES SIR
On gang da mane I gotta get my
a wreath on niggas' careers
We the best, Khaled
No need to stress, Khaled
Know there's a lot of artists
But I got the best palette
Multiple colors, my
Yea
J Baby
Sneaky Link
Yea
Yea
I’m tryna fuck, lemme beat it up onna low low
I know you gotta a mans but I won’t tell that’s a no no (No sir)
Be my
every way but the right
I control the substance my people fiend for at night
Lord knows I do wrong
Sound like the same old song
A lot of niggas
Sweet Sir Galahad
Came in through the window
In the night when
The moon was in the yard.
He took her hand in his
And shook the long hair
And quick to point out all the flaws
In all you dreams but it take a lot to try to break me
And what my crew be doing
We staying concentrated
Mix it up
Stiirr
Laughs
Get Crunk (okay) 24X
Cus I'm a scene kid, scene kid
Hated by few and loved by a lot
Kids follow me
But they do it so mean
Like a goddamn crowd
Who me be? M-i-x L-O-T, man
Glass ceiling that's the drugs we doin'
Ain't no limits here baby, here it come
Do you remember me?
The black seed with
[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)]
(Peek a boo)
This is the true story about a young lady I know
(Peek a boo)
A walkin' zombie, product
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