Lyrics:
honey
'Cause if they ain't got no money
They can't do nothin' for me but get out of my face"
"I know what you mean girl
It ain't no wild thing
Or who your gamin'
But, I ain't leaving without you
Hey girl how you doin'?
I never seen nothing, like you, like you
With a body, that shape
It's your
And I'm a sucker for pain, it ain't nothin' but pain
You just fuckin' complain, you ain't tough as you claim
Just stay up in your lane, just don't fuck
together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of
Groovin', down a crowded avenue
Doin' anything we like to do
There's always lots of things
on 'cause I ain't gonna break
Red light in the rear view mirror
(Well hey you pull it over here)
He says miss just step away from the car
(Hands on your
runnin' from something I can't explain
It ain't just anger, it ain't just pain
But it goes away when you call my name
Callin' me baby
But you ain't no
It's Talib Kweli in the place to be Brooklyn
Most definitely ya know what I'm sayin' Mount Vernon
And Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth (true) the brothers
Ain't nothin' new, I'ma do what I do
Yo
Pullin' up in somethin' that you haven't seen
Clean and accompanied by one of the baddest queens
Peel
clothes then it's double G
I don't like police hoes, ain't no cuffin' me
All my diamonds dancin' like they Bruce Lee
Check out my smile I got some new
at it, after mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through, then I give you (still)
Chrome, zippin' by on an Electra Glide
With dual tail pipes doin' 105 in the broad daylight
On the two-lane headin' outta town
Forget pink and purple
this land
That's the war zone, I gots no home, don't have no friends neither
It's just me by my lonely so I married my nina
I keeps her wherever I go,
the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Passed by his
"you don't see why
That I will dog her 'round"
Now baby you know you ain't doin' me right, now
She say "you don't see why, hoo
That I would dog her
finest moment by a long shot
As I walk through this casino knowin' there ain't no one i know up at 6 O'clock
With my hair messed up and my shirt untucked
gettin' split
It ain't no secret, homeboy, you can get rich
Smokin' this J to a roach clip
Even out the country they know what it is
'Bout to start up
minded
Cause they got a cute face, and big-behinded
So I walk over and say "How ya doin?"
See I'm only down for screwin, but you know
Ya gotta play it
like by suckin dick
Then bae like she can get it
I like freak hoes that eat hoes and slap fives when we done
I hate hoe niggas and broke niggas,
crazy right now
It hurts, and I can't do much about it
'Cause I ain't catching no cases
And baby I ain't doing no time, for you
In the heat of passion
you know
I just copped a MPC60 from Japan
As I'm rappin' through this SM7 that's in my hand
Got a quarter-pound of buddha, I'm smokin' it by
gotta watch yo' step and,
catch me all on yo' neck, stressin' 'bout "What you doin' next?"
And I ain't got much left; tolerance wit' the hoop-la
La
eat dog world, and that ain't no lie.
Listen! it ain't even safe no more to walk the streets at night,
I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine.
Let me tell you
eat dog world, and that ain't no lie.
Listen! it ain't even safe no more to walk the streets at night,
I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine.
Let me tell you
me
Now it's looking like you're way better off with her
Hair grown, money long, now I'm in the city
All my friends like, "Girl, what you doin
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