Lyrics:
(Gyal you're looking nice
Your looking nice cake soo good I had to give it filling
Ooowouwa
Ahaahhh)
They see the way that were living (Way that
ain't really good for my health
Gettin' off the phone with Keisha and Rhonda
Hookin' up with Sherry and Tanya
It's too many girls just to keep up with
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
high, the sedative
Watchin' the movie Friday, with a spliff
By Chris Tucker, that high motherfucker
For anybody, Northern or Southerner
See how many
fight back, so you can get dropped
It`s time to see who`s nice and who can really rap
I smack the taste out your mouth, you want to be a mack
I`m not
too crazy without you
i never seem to make it through
in love with every time with you
just turn down
(i'm) nothing without you slow down
turn down see
guns with invisible bullets
They'll remain unseen 'til it's time to pull it
Just nice. A Hip-Hop gangster like Just-Ice
My pen's like a Ginsu knife that
dumbing out
A New York state of mind equipped with a southern mouth
Chris Tucker said it best, "Is this what y'all want?"
You ain't left the bandwagon yet,
all that good stuff it'll be allright won't it?
Hey, by the time you've got this lot in your hands, by the way, we shall have been in the studio working
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm
your man here
Heard to be the man you gotta beat The man ohh yeah
Well every beat I get Imma beat that Bitch and watch me do it with flair (Yeaa)
your man here
Heard to be the man you gotta beat The man ohh yeah
Well every beat I get Imma beat that Bitch and watch me do it with flair (Yeaa)
game time in the city that's how we do it
Whippin' these scats and cats, we outside with the bros this life a movie
Throw up them sixes
If you f*ck with
hit harder than Pikon
My eyes be low like I just came from Taiwan
I'm Rain Inferno, I'm hot like I'm Trigon
When I get the chance I see you smile with
And I think I hear my mama calling
Gotta go
Man I loved her so
High school days with me and Becky learning what it really means to be in love
Give
that rod just like I'm fishing
Wrist all gold like it went pissin
Fuck with me and end up missin
(Fuck with me and end up missin)
Pillsbury Dope Boy
To be rich and have a lot of fans
Have a lot of girls to prove that I'm a man
To be number one and loved by everyone
Getting drugged up with my
Sandler, you actin' and shit
I be with the toxic crew heavy metal on me
Now I'm feelin' like a rockstar shit
Feel like a subway surfer, I be runnin' it
He
infinity n beyond
Y'all just pushing keys like
Leon Russel
Connected with the bag I had to Double it, saw my opportunity
I had to run with it
Ya'll be doing
talking bitch I wanna see action
I keep it player PimPin I am not a good guy
John tucker baby yes I'm really that fly
Bitch I'm not the same nigga that you
Gotta change my number keep a blick with me
I'll be damned if they put me under
Unc' showed me how to mix it
Whip it 'til it's butter
I always knew that I
shit mighty nice, yeah
Life is pretty nice, mighty nice
Before you say goodbye, get me right for the night
Yeah, uh
Get me right for the night, that’d be
over myself
I see you with me and it
Brings me back to good health
Just let me know if I should go
Nice to meet you, babe
Hit me up, I'll be on all day
(Wouldn't it be nice)
(Every Christmas time) Every Christmas time
(Right by my side) With you
(Wouldn't it be nice)
(Every Christmas time)
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