Lyrics:
on the scene
Big B.S.F. badaboom badabing
City by the lanes, we throwing up gang
If we locked in then, I ain't never gon' change
City by the lanes, we
lighter by the day/
I make a way as they run away/
Don't call me kid baby I don't play/
Fuck what you believe if you don't believe in me/
I saw myself
praising Jesus
The easiest was the meanest, but the skeezer was a beanie
She thought we was some motherfucking genies
So I checked her, like the king I
praising Jesus
The easiest was the meanest, but the skeezer was a beanie
She thought we was some motherfucking genies
So I checked her, like the king I
the dog pound
All of my people on track. You can tell by the way that we talk now
Stepping, check how we walk now. Repping the 9, that's Sau Town
Coming
on deck but in God we trust
And can't none of y'all, fuck wit us
But you can run up on the G but that's not thinkin' wisely
These pullas are
a whole lot easier
I know these are views suppressed by most men
But what have I got lose if I choose to express them
Maybe we could understand each other
hate me, baby cause I'm beautiful 3x
How you luv that, playboy?
[Verse 2]
We go lights, action, camera
We here to hammer ya
Go ask Pamela or your baby
don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast
But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast
Rock it out, a-Baby Bubba
Baby Bubba to the boogie,
Space Age
[Chorus 2X:]
Don't flex baby
I want to see you toucha toes in that dress baby
Bounce it up and down like we having sex baby
Give me
star
W-walked to the pool cuz it isn't that far
The baby is drowning he need CPR
I run to the bank, and I'm cashin' the checks
I hop in the shower with
God and Jesus reign, where the sinners dwell (ooh-yeah)
[Chorus]
We rise up (up), we don't back down (down)
In the name of God, we run this town (town)
a verse
I can't tell you but I can show you how
Trying to run it up til we run this town
Industry politricks kinda slowed me down
But I'm prepared to go
slut turn her location off when you come by me
When dark fall shooters clutching k's swinging in the tree
You done die trying to run up when I turning in
always be
The queen, who keeps my king in check
Well I can't say, I've felt this way before
My heart is on fire, yeah
It's not a holiday, this is a getaway
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
life that's a slimy bet
Got the whole thang yall half a check
Tell the ref we sellin techs
No u ain't I'm yellin yes
We dodge hell where heavens Blessed
like Martin Luther King, bitch, we all had a dream, yeah
Run up some racks on the scene, Betty White, we got some cream
These niggas funny like memes, I
Never been down long got karma pending we still all good
I be done fell short bet I up that Glock
Let em know I’m tall stood
I don’t do no check ins in no
soft was the sin
Back when Big Herk had the city by the balls in his hands
That nigga said he raped Barbie and he blew up Ken
We used to bang rock
[Biz Markie]
Huh?
Yo this is funky!
We gon' get down to the point
And I'm just gonna say - I'd like to thank my man Rashad
But we gon' get down
Baby drop down and pull up on me and dance for me
Baby won’t you take it all off and let me see?
We can have fun yeah we can get drunk girl yes
she don't give a fuck, aye
Moving in silence I'm stuck, aye
We had a beautiful run, aye
But shit's got to end
We can't play pretend forever
Nothing
watch for drive by's (Grr)
Do I really want this spotlight? (Naah)
Yes I do
And I keep on shining 'cause I know I rhyme tight
Now I'm leaving for my
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