Lyrics:
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
I love em all like my brothas
Do that time for them
I fuck wit P an Lil sean thats my partna nem
(my fucking brotha) fn bullets get to flying
Ain't no
That was totally wicked
Last night I was thinkin' bout yo pretty ass yeah she stayed classy with a lil sass
If I need it gone she can move it fast
Pipe that shit up tnt
BOP imma big ole playa
She say ark you tripping you delusional
I'm like watch yo tone lil bitch ian fucking with no stupid ho
Yo, I go by the name
(I'm yo' Pusha) of Pharrell from the Neptunes
And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is about to feel
to yourself
Speakin' of, rest in peace Sandra Bland
I'm believin' everything that wasn't on that cam
But back to you, beauty, let me address our lil
your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic
I'm the illest nigga alive watch me
a Hotspot (What?)
Fuckin' yo bitch Found her Hotspot
Not talkin' Personal Hotspot (Ooou Aye Yeah)
I Ain't wanna Fuck on dat lil Pregnant Pussy
Whole nother
robot's comin over
What?
Yeah, he built a robot a while ago and the robot came out gay
Yo, we're out of Hunnyduffers so I grabbed a couple
lovin it
I'm the prince bitch, crown me
Stay fresh like Downey
Plus they know I got more
Bars then the county call me Mr stunt Horse
Still got the black
so I know what's up
On these silly games that's played by the women
I'm only happy when I'm goin' up in 'em
But you know, I'm a menace to society
at the moon
Dese niggas sheisty, these bitches savage like baboons
Miltown bitch, slappin' now show yo azz nd act a fool
My life is a gun range, I'm tryna get
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done
Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I
watch me get the paper
My neck so frosty, you frauding, yo shit refrigerator
Boy you an imitator
You ain't got no M's in yo account, I never ask my amount
Yo this Chris Rock
I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay
We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rose
That's how we do it
That's all we do
Belaire Rose!
Put the pressure on me swear I'm way too good
Michael Jordan in the clutch swear I'm way too cool
I just need a lil spacing then just watch me do it
a homie in Japan, he always been a fan
Give you weed by the zip, or by the gram
Yeah, I had a home girl in Pari'
'Til the bitch left her nigga now she
him out
This is the lil' man speaking right now
Yo Timbaland kick it
If it's money to be made I guess I'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked
a minute
Disc Jockey: How you been? Main'taining?
Mr. Lif: Main'taining, son
Disc Jockey: No doubt, yo I been holding it down here
rocking a ton while you
out (Um hmm)
I'm the top n****, watch n****, hot n****, yo (Yo)
S*** that I dropped, nonstop n****, whoa (Whoa)
Meet the futuristic unpredicted by
Aye zone three
Now I remember back then
A lot of you boys ain't count me in
But I did myself tho
They like who that is just walked in
Mr zone three
fuck you up
Had to disappear for a while shit got a lil' hot
Guess who's back on the block
Mr. Big Stuff laid back in the cut
One hand on the burner
do
Nigga a baller
At least got a clue
Can't tell you the niggas I know or I knew
All I know is what this Digi scale keep coming Back saying
My nigga yo
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