Lyrics:
I just want Jose Luis money
Big Vic Money
That Titon money all surrounded by the honey's
Want Domencio Money
Black Jus Money
Boy George money you
comes down by your
Neck just a little it ain't even hot but u
Sweating just a little
I feel like I might've found
My wife just a little
Kinda like I
to the imagination
I won't stop on my emanicipation, proclamation
Through the radio stations
Facin' me, ain't that hard but it ain't that easy
Like I don't know
with that tre 8
So much pound in my back seat
I'm gettin chased by those motherfuckers o p d
Should I hit a condo and lose the bottle
Fuck it I hear
between thing, like
I'm not black, I'm not white (I didn't know that, where, where is, where is the switch?)
I'm kind, you know
Where is the switch?
anywhere
That you want to go right now, right now
Just to love you for a little while
My passion flows like a river that has no end
I wanna know
[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood
A little lady standing next to me
Isn't she a pretty thing?
I'm the one that put that ring on her left hand
Another fellow can tip his hat
And I
with the Stones
Once He even opened up a three-way package
In Southern California for old George Jones
[Chorus]
The years went by like sweet
at first
When a nigga was stealin' a bitches purse
Ended up gettin' kicked out of every Vallejo school
They clocked me like a circus
I was the little
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
fratricide,
He killed his dad and that was patricide
One night I stabbed him by my mattress-side
To keep my love alive
To keep my love alive
To keep my
Oh aight observe as i see more
Hundreds than george verms
Hostile take over stickin niggas like germs
My firm i hope you work it out like 12 steps
was green
You could see it on his eyes he was playin' for keeps
Even as a kid on that pod race cheat
Lying mother fucker had Anakin beef
Like ooota
to bind us all
Bind us together like a platinum truss
Giving it over, giving it over
I'm putting my heart into treasures that don't rust
I'm giving it
youngins do is rhyme like they inebriated
I'm hated but yeah, that's how you know I made it
I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready
You know I'm proud to be black y'all
And that's a fact y'all
And if you try to take what's mine
I take it back y'all - it's like that
up & link
Like what the others does
All they do is beat around the bush like they George W
Like they george W
Can tell by they smile, can tell by
said, "How many?"
He said, "It looks like fourteen, or something"
I told Kevin, from that point on
My band discussed it for maybe 20 minutes
Donny
sending troops to Iraq,
I figured that we must like danger,
Little kids don't learn in school
they go to school to go spray a gun,
If you a parent, then be
by him
Rest in peace to Virgina Tech
Too many innocent kids dying
Well let's just blame hip hop
And act like that's the big problem
Now I would give
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I
Twenty years later George gets a little bored.
He trades in the booze, says that Jesus is his Lord.
He said, "Now the White House is the place I wanna'
his way of doing a thing
Now we should attempt to do a tune that is very popular
It was written by one of the great young songwriters of today
Now I
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