Lyrics:
boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point
the snares all the way through
This thing right here, man
Drum section Weezy Baby
Tez, once again
What up? Yeah
This is what they call me, biatch, haha
crazy, baby
Don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle
'61 Betty Crocker guide
"Charm your guests with Chiffon cake inside"
By '64 Mom dropped the attribution
If you ask, a Campbell family institution
face
Rewind button busted hearin her say
"I love you, goodbye" no, wait Asia
I won't make it if you fade away
"Too late"
Every time I wake up I'm in
broken by the politics including mine
We need to fix this
I don't give opinions because
They are commonly
Agreed upon i say what I feel
I feel
Alchemist you know me man
I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio
Soon as I hear the track, you know what I'm
I'm talkin murda on that pussy, I'm a goon bitch
You spend the night, you make it home by afternoon bitch
Move quick, that go a rack
Bust it ho, you
Gem Alexander/
And my man Mark Downie, yeah he mixed and mastered/
Scratches by Dystrakted and me, can't forget TMB/
Homie this is one big family/
One wa-wa one, one two, one two
One wa-wa one, one two, one two
One tigga one, one two, one two
Dug Inf on production, my man Com for
the house & he brought his man with him
I leave rap in a state of shock
Where to rock, from the figures still
Play the block with my niggas
Ill lush,
the snares all the way through
This thing right here, man
Drum section Weezy Baby
Tez, once again
What up? Yeah
This is what they call me, biatch, haha
don't understand i'm misunderstood
Give Interscope two more albums
Then I'm done for good
Sold 10 million records, ain't leave the hood
It's a cold world,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
One, two, three kick it
Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on
Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record
No tell what'cha all gonna
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
iller
Man, I'm a lady killer, if I want her, I'ma steal her
I promise I could make her fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now, then you
talk about my race on the whole first album
But black vs. white bullshit was the still the outcome
How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it
dropped like a
Million other country boys
I thought my Mind was Playin
Tricks like the Geto Boys
Damn man, I miss the interludes by Big Rube
He gave us
It's not
So, UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN
Love
Yeah
Ouuh
Ouuh
Ouuh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Okay I'm back
Brand new album
Now in 2022
The fam is by my
So that our story could begin
I'm not the man you paint me to be
Good or bad you have no clue what's in me
But I wanted to show you
Give it my all
But
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news,
Only I can show you
Passion and
Froot of the bloom
Baby call me by your name
Call me by your name
Keep me insane
And in my cardigan
I need a man
All my
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