Lyrics:
You niggas be playin', you niggas be playin'
But I ain't gon' play with you, period (let's go)
I ain't finna play with a nigga
I do it on sight,
Ol' mackin-ass Mix is back
I'm slangin' that game on 28 tracks
Yep yep, pack 'em in a Benz
Take 'em to my house, straight let 'em all in
Call
jumped in
And now the whole hoods buzzing
He said, she said
Don't let it get in ya head
Baby don't say
Something that you will regret
I'm on your
bricks to me
If they ain't tell ya to bring your skis
My Patek, hers petite
The triple play by E. Phillips
Bird feathers done made me chief
Whatever
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
just stand there ladies
Lay lay ladies let's get to it
Strike a pose there's nothing to it
Look around, everywhеre you turn is heartache
It's еverywhere
Mercedes singing)
let me tell you about your baby
waking me up early in the morning
and we goin and well now you know
that he is creepin'
crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to crush tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still a hater
wifey at IHOP
Your baby mother love that cyclops, my one-eyed monster
Interrogations keep comin' back, shit feel like karma
They add grams, now I
Mercedes singing)
let me tell you about your baby
waking me up early in the morning
and we goin and well now you know
that he is creepin'
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
Light up the broccoli kid
Throw the relish in my back pocket
Keep your eyes open, push your seat back, just flow
That's how we doing it
Bound by
A predator, slow burn and I'm killin' 'em off
Now, back to back let's pace it, five steps
Who want to test the streets is on a record
One eight-seven Mami,
this way
Aaaaah ooooh
Shit don't find the phillie baby
Let it all hang out
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
It's comin' out (it's comin'
got piles of hundreds
Let's role play
Act like you want it
You know, you know you hot like fire
You throw that body
I'll throw them dollars
But
flows, every time baby
So get it right, get it right motherfucker!
The Liks is in the house for ninety-five, keepin' it live
Yes yes, all
can to satisfy you
You're complete surrender is all I got
So let's take it to the limit, play by the rules
Go for broke, do whatever we choose
far
Cause it's just another day in the life of a God damn boss
I don't make love baby we make magic
Come home with a thug, let's get shit crackin'
jumped in
And now the whole hoods buzzin'
He said, she said
Don't let it get in ya head
Baby don't say
Something that you will regret
I'm on your
bottles then Sean Don
I got chip I'm just to ghetto like Banton
Mike V it's all in my jeans like Sean John
[Chorus: x 2]
All my niggas let's do it
to the brain, how you feel Dogg?
Nigga I'ma ride, set it up, let it spill Dogg
Anything you want, I can flip, got the skill Dogg
[Snoop Dogg]
Baby girl you
at five
You paid attention when no one acknowledge me
This is my public apology, Holla be
[Chorus]
Hey baby lets get away lets go somewhere ah
Baby
(feat. DJ Quik)
[Ludacris (Dj Quik)]
Gotta keep it a secret (woo!)
Hey man let me ask you something man
You ever have one of them days where
the mix?
It's 1986 and I got the fix with a chicken and a quota
Got the baking soda, let the water boil, workers all loyal
Dropped out the twelfth
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