Lyrics:
Now what's inside of your box?
He opened 1, 2 3 three more
By the 4th one he needed help
Couldn't open them fast enough
Rip, tear wrapping everywhere
One's for the money two's for the weed spot
Undercover cops follow me though
They need not it's like I'm Rick James
Caught in the mix rocking thick
to stunt - I don't need to front
There black history e'ry day - I don't need a month
The survey says - by the streets according
Kanye's just important
One two three four
Ooh ooh
While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand
While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land
While
Naughty By Nature and the Flavor you-N-I-T
1 motherfucking 2 motherfucking 3
[Chorus: x4]
[Chorus]
[Jadakiss]
HEYYY~! I'm comin the 4th quarter
So I'ma just give you the summer to tread water
Way they wrote it down in the paper it said
cut off screen digital'd by mugs
One point, oh seven three distilling mugs
Alter top of heads and make them nasty-like
One point, oh five
Put in
is the first week of July by the way folks. About three or four days
later... we must have got there around the 30th of June. Anyway, what a great
there!
All I need in this life of sin
Is a crooked lawyer, big rims, and a MAC-10!
Pull out my waist, the Eagle four-forty
I pull up in they curb, pull
three by three, yeah four by four
Hey fellows, better change your ways,
Or they'll be leaving this town in a matter of days,
One day, one day and it
and not by your sight Prof
All of your rules we don’t comply
We party hard like the 4th of July
I am the truth devil’s a lie
My fire works as burst through
One, two, three, four
Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me?
Who stole the soul from the sun in a world come undone
Bitch, beg your pardon
2-2-3, Harden
Ooh, that's James
She don't want you 'cause you lame
I'm up, she'd rather fuck with us
(Backroom, backroom)
One, two, three, four
Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me?
Who stole the soul from the sun in a world come undone
said, it'll go by fast
Just count down from five
And lay on your back
And I cried, I cried
And started the countdown
5-4-3-3-2-1, 5-4-3-3-2-1
a fat-ass truck
Grab the 9, two clips, and run amuck
Yes, flex after two or three Becks
As I wreck shit, what the fuck you expected?
A fly guy? Well fuck
team ball in the 4th
Your team your team don't even score uh
My team better than yours
My team my team better than yours
Bang
A yo and uh by the way
My
1, 2, 3, 4, come on baby say you love me
5, 6, 7 times
They tell me you're shy boy
But I want you just the same
Don't play innocent with me
I die, females fall when I pass by
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
You know me; hundred dollar bills on my fold up, 80 4's every time I roll up
Purple drink
One, two, three, four
This ain't no fly by night deal
Sure enough you know what is real
This ain't fly by night deal
Ram it here, and shove
im steping like i own the whole floor
I made a first step ill do a2nd a3rd a 4th a5th a6th
And to infinity just to show that im not stopping
First
got two bottles
On the way to the Ramada getting followed by two model
One hoe say I'm a dog so lil mam wasn't tryin to holla
Bitch u right and I
run the streets
We’re leaving the 3rd dimension
We’re already in the 5th dimension
We’re leaving the 3rd density of conciseness
We’re at the 4th density
1st Salesman
Yes sir, yes sir
3rd Salesman
Who's gonna patronize a little bitty two by four kinda store anymore?
4th Salesman
Whaddaya talk,
.JPG/300px-2brothersonthe4thfloor_(cropped).JPG "2 Brothers on the 4th Floor")
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