Lyrics:
catfish upside my head
Nothing's worth doing if I'm doing it all by myself
I need to laugh with somebody and hear them laughing back
I need to share all I
of saggy pants
Old school kicker, reviver of the circumstance
Got a backpack with a fat stack of fac
I got a three-oh, so P.O. step back
I'm with
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
It's the ten wife commandments
I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
It's the ten wife
girls to every three dudes
So you have half a chance if you ask to have a dance
The ones ready to freak off don't need no romance
They belong
Mariana Trench
And thinkin', holdin' my breath, until I feel 3-2 like Wretch
Until my last bastard breath
I'ma cut man down on a barberous flex
Who
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
"This a dope-ass track!"
[Chorus]
[Twista]
Timbaland hit 'em with the um, ah-um, ah-um-ahh, you gon' do what?
Stop frontin you bumpin the new cut
that'll suck dick
I just want a big fat crib and a race car
Thirty five pounds by the window of my AR
I got a fresh new stash of endless cash
They try
girls to every three dudes
So you have half a chance if you ask to have a dance
The ones ready to freak off don't need no romance
They belong
Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim-chim-cheree
Those are three words that don't make sense to me
But I'm used to words that don't make sense to me
I'm coming home again
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
'Cause I'm coming home again
I met this girl when
I saw your girl by MC New York slick D
Copyright, all rights reserved boy!
In eighty-eight
Ayy yo, don't want to diss you
but your girl's a freak
off so fast
The sun roof was open , the music was high
And this girl's hand was steadily moving up my thigh
She had opened up three buttons on her shirt
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out of my chest
Fear and loathing 'cross the country listenin' to my 8-track
I reached behind the seat and snatched a Kool from the pack
I'm
the party's jumpin', DJ's bumpin' my shit, oh yeah
Got everybody in the club lookin' at us
I'm at the top I just climbed up the ladder, real shit
Girl you
see in the side by sides
no matter what I do, can’t get it right
I count the flaws I count them one, two, three, one, two, three
Caught in the layers
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is news across the nation on the scene at the supermarket.
high
All the freaks get geeked when I come by
Um, I think I see one I want, I'm
Gonna try to make the best of the first night
Ya heard right
Tell them
texting you ('cause I'm fucked up right now)
Drunk texting, drunk texting you
If by chance you're laying next to someone else right now (girl, I)
I-I
than a mountainside
I could look into your eyes all day and night
And lose track of time, girl I ain't lying
One and one make two, two and one make three
Niggas just wanna get wrecked to the track
It's brand new and heavy as a Chevy and in fact
The Pharcyde is coming and I hope we're not wack
But at this
shorty's on his ass
Got down on the ground, and let the three pound blast
Lead went dead in his chest
Tore him a new asshole, right through his
to written word
Over lessons of life, the 3rd of Bass
Face up, step to a devil
Not takin, but remain invisible
Men judge by passin a mountain
called Caucus,
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