Lyrics:
a sit down
Wrap the phone up in plastic and stick it in the fridge
They know where we are, but they don't know what we did
Anything 'bout a mix
your goals man, yaknowhatI'msayin?
(For real baby)
And, yo son, on the real I'ma get a sneaker just like y'all
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
I
connect the dots
Yeah she laughs a lot she put me in my thoughts
Like baby you precious just wanna get you undress
Only a few posses me
I'm a human yes
Pills that you mix with wine
That your husband and you aren't having sex anymore
That you got married for the money
It's been positively proved that
Pills that you mix with wine
That your husband and you aren't having sex anymore
That you got married for the money
It's been positively proved that
a hundred in my pocket
Take my bitches for a trip
Counterman asks can I help you
He got sex shop vibes and tattoos
A vibrator baby that's all I really need
He
I got lots of money if you make your booty clap tonight
Gush on me honey when you break your back on me Tonight
Your body is banging you
Flown it I
There's a lot of people out here, who just don't know
What plays a factor in movin' heads and toes
It be them hits bangin' out of them stereo
Let's go back to magic cruise I ain't like the mother fools got
To play by ma rules face down, ass p, pants off look (uh)
There it go
Don't be scared
the stats to stunt, I don't need to front
Make Black history every day, I don't need a month
The survey says, by the streets according
Kanye's just
and they wish a bitch would
I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, I'm good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit,
she suck the dick alot
I'm fuckin wit y'all like Sir i'm in the mix alot
Singer* Background Singers*
Why'd you have to go and play yourself
Girl you
Surrounded by some niggas from fake Jerry
We came up from nothing just like Tony
Now my chain could bring back the Stone Age
Let's up, possible with
T.I.
Drama
Ursher baby
Hey, hey (yeah man)
Hey what's happening everybody
I hope they get my good side
You know I gotta look good when I walk
This is the last time
I know I'm 'bout to drive you crazy
Last time but I gotta see my baby
I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more
it gets
(Baby you got to keep going)
Straight from the bottom
We trying to make it to the top of the list
Niggas die everyday so it's no wonder I'm not
around ya
I don't know the shit
I really did this
I really been in the motherfuckin
Mix a lot I did this
Sir mix a lot when I be mixin
Up all this drink
it!
At least I got rid of the pamper
Lata on I mix up with some G's
Kickin' it on the corner curb
Talkin' about expanding to Pittsburgh
I'm
out the mix
Way out bro
Far out bro
I don't care what you got going
If you not Kendra
If you not Liz
I promise you
I am not going
I am Top Model
For
the bliss
This is for the niggas, quick to slaughter
Resumes held by the D.A.'s, the ballers
(Chorus: Ice-T)
Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way
Chainz
Parking lot of the Blue Flame
Only place I recruit dames
Big body from New Orleans, takin' up two lanes (Thick!)
Still 'bout the bread like
on take my soul
The less you know you won't know what you got
You open your mind and your head takes in the lot
Can you hear me now why wont you let me in
Getting fucked off the drugs
We don't nuck
We don't buck
We just wanna have fun
So what's up
Got a cup
Mix it up till it's done
Got a lot if you wanna
Got
Now all I need is you right by my side
I just copped a lot baby I ain’t gonna lie
I just copped a sum now I’m flying through the sky
I got a ten, I got
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