Lyrics:
mack that
Need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life
Watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C,
with the ABC of it
Getting right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it
Teach me tonight
The sky's a blackboard high above you
And if
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook
If we gotta dumb down our style and A-B-C it
Then so be it, 'cause nowadays
Cause I'm way more fly, yeah
Have you hangin' 'round a
Bunch of yayo buyers, nope
And not a day go by us
We don't get higher than the telephone wires
Cut
pop style for 30 hours, then let him repeat
Now, you poppin' up with the jokes, I'm dead, I'm asleep
I just left from over by y'all puttin' pen
everything I touch
Whip gotta match every bitch I fuck, foreign
Y'all niggas talkin' 'bout what? Borin'
Bane from it, I came from it
I'm raised by it, I'm
Starting with the ABC of it
Getting right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it
Teach me tonight
The sky's a blackboard high above you
the ABC of it
Right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it
Teach me tonight
The sky's a blackboard high above you
If a shooting star goes by
Starting with the A-B-C of it
Getting right down to the X-Y-Z of it
Help me solve the mystery of it
Teach me tonight
The sky's a blackboard high above
deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like
Oooh, teach me tonight!
Let's start with the ABC of it,
Roll right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it,
Teach me tonight!
The sky's
Grill, trouble
Is that your head or is your neck blowing a fucking bubble?
A-B-C, skip to the S-T
You-V-W-X, fuck the why-Z
Brand new, Brand Nubian,
the ABC of it
right down to the XYZ of it
help me solve the mystery of it
teach me to mars
The sky is black hole
high above you
if a shooting star goes by
And I was scared to let you go, even though you treated me bad
But I don't want my kids to see me getting beat down
By daddy smacking mommy all around
You
heart, have money, have muscle
Make sure your L-I-P's be on a rumble
It's like A-B-C's when I spit it
Don't even spot me on the map, 40 did it
When
Starting with the ABC of it
Getting right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it
Teach me tonight
The sky's a blackboard high above
against those who fight against mi
ABC cool out
I don't give a damn I don't give a fuck a your bad luck
Yuh fi get up and a body yuh waan
I don't
day
when you say,say, say, say that you love me
whoa my, my, my, its a beautiful day
birds are singing and you by my side
lets take the car and go for
gone tell you we love ya
I'll watch you learn your abc's and your numbers
Can't wait to see all the things you'll discover
Fall turns to winter winter
the time-being
And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by...
When the Beatles Hit America
When
never get it blud
I beg that you learn 'cos she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she
Starting with the ABC of it
Getting right down to the X-Y-Z of it
Help me solve the mystery of it
Teach me tonight
The sky's a blackboard high above
got the flow from ancient greece
Never popped a pill there is nothing for my pain relief
This is abc
Make up maybe its maybelline
Chop the flow up
of course they've got our backs
Even on a mountain, you could grab my blood
There's 123s like ABCs, but you can't check me for lithium
Cause I know just how
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