Lyrics:
please?
I don't have my license and registration right now
But if you give me a chance, I can go home and get it
Oh what are you a wiseguy son?
No I
please?
I don't have my license and registration right now
But if you give me a chance, I can go home and get it
Oh what are you a wiseguy son?
No I
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
dollar stealth bomber fails to fly successfully
And you say I should be proud of this song
Think about it AMERICA!
Verse One: Sir Mix-a-Lot
I'm
Yeah yeah, what
Who want it yeah yeah kid
One, two uh
Brooklyn, brooklyn, big borough with t
But everything in ain't always what it seems
You might get
Hell with this, we takin' over the spot
I don't like to but I will resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you can't do nuttin' but like it
It's like
time not real, it just exists in your brain
That only leave one thing left behind to remain
Right now,
Life can only equal what you believe in
Right now
you love hip hop music like I do, seen?
And we gonna do it like this now
Listen to the lyrics! Bo!
Me say hip hop rule, hip hop rule
And these
by my shoe
Foreign whip
I skurt off with the loot
Foreign bitch
She don't know what to do
Hopped out
In the 212
Mix it up
Show how you do
I'm trynna
Downtown New York
Last floor, penthouse view
Still thinking I still want more
Oh y'all want more?
20 Track album ready, mixed, mastered, done, finished by
if the money's right
She's a stripper, an Avenol sipper
Down with the zipper, cause nobody wants to kiss her
She's the peek a boo pro, yeah you know
through
The things that I would do to you but it’s wrong
Tell me hazel what is going on
Lil hazel getting used up by the guys up on the block
They only use
nothing that I paid for
I'm running out of time to run away
Why wouldn't I want to be right here
Right now, right beside you?
Right here in the mix, in
flip a to zinc
Plus, expensive like a roman mink, now think
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
An ugly thirty-six chamber degree, what, you want
(In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures
But in this country, society itself, is failing)
Tadow, how you like me now, I'm in
fine
Go get that degree, go girl
Focus on me
Unlock potential that you didn't know you had in you
Fuck that nigga (ayy)
Oh yeah, it's time to mix it up
it like char
Don't be downtown
But a nigga got bars
Play for keeps and I'm sicker than niggas with Sars
Smoking me, boy you better off smoking a gar
black like a hog
Hey now, break the cocktails
You're not really so bad
So hot so hot it's
She's going down
Guess so, I'm bound to do it
If I
do it for the fame
We just
Rage in the downtown
Gotta make away
Listen to the gun shots
Gotta stay awake
Now go and ask your conscience
What
'll sound right, yeah?"
If you keep saying it, I think it'll sound right, yeah?
So I pulled out my phone and checked my voicemail
There's a message from her
is like livin in breakbeat hell
You try to knock me off the ladder kid the fatter I swell
It don't matter turnin liquid into wine by design
Not
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
the mix trying to keep all my Peeps straight
There for you know what's up Soon as I'm done I'm coming to Tear it up
Right now I got a
Couple of more blocks
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
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