Lyrics:
Hey yo, ain't you the one that was talkin' crazy to me other day on Rain Ear
(Yeah that was me, what you gonna do about it Mix-A-Lot?)
Rushin' up
we livin' in?
Bang those dividends, snakes stay slitherin'
How you plan to make it to the top by just fittin' it?
How you plan to take a nigga's
essence
And never known to hesitate
When called to use my weapons
Darkness lessen
Ascending into light I'm shooting sevens
Propel you out of 3rd
Into 4th
baby wants to come right now
A boy
To raise
At a
Young age
No help
From him
But she's alive
To be
Made strong
But all
Alone
Must be
A pain
you're gonna do now
Breath in, now breath out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Keep rollin' rollin'
didn't even have to pay
Quit before my 3rd year boy he was mad at me
But who wouldn't be when you just wasted 50k
I shoulda put my foot down said I know
to ask you a few
questions, Ma'am. I understand you were almost devoured by the Ma'am. Is
that right, dragon?
Maiden: It was terrible. He breathed
he could only read her mind, she'd say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in
Know a few of yall ain't heard of me
Dose, turn me up bruh
Know a few of yall ain't heard of me
Just know I'm on fire nigga, 3rd degree
Uh, track
influence, like Patrick Ewing rocking 33
You ain't heard of me it's B I G
Murder rapper spitting in the 3rd degree
Real as currency
Wishy-washy like
and feelin' alive
I'm fuckin' flawless like I live in a vault
Only type of livin' I know
See if it was you you would've killed yourself by now
It takes
And a woman has her man
There's nothing they can't stop
They own it, you own it
How do you want it to be?
Do you like it the way it is?
You want to be
or borrow
We take shit, fuck you and yo fake bitch, when the eight (.8mm) spit
You could feel the hatred, taste it
You high right now, you ain't ready
the music just for you
So you can do the extra crazy Biz Mark dance too
Or even do the dance made up by yourself
As long as you're in good phy-sical health
It's Russ the Rush on Fridays
Giving you ballistics on WRMS
Yo, I got a song cause hydraulics
You want the whole take? I said hold there, ha, ha,
shootin' nobody (Shootin' nobody)
They ain't talkin' about clothes
You know what I'm saying?
Yo, my man, I got a plan to do it all (What kind of plan
to the right
World good night
He got destruction
In his appetite
On a platter a planet
To him it doesn't matter
3-2 at the plate
Up go the greedy batter
that joint you did on the radio that night
(Oh) Let people know, do this one for the interviews
Do it for the people, Years In The Making
Yo, my
right)
Now she wanna spend (what?)
All night with me (She wanna wake up with Weezy F. Baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to (throw it back, ma)
on the elevator, hops off the six floor
Knocks on the door of room 604
Gets greeted by the biggest pair of thighs you want to see
With a pair just like a mona
blaow)
Our advice, you want somethin' done right
Then you better come and do it yourself
We give shooters this shits, make O.G.'s get they gun off
dick if she old enough to vote, yeah, yeah
I took that girl M-I-A, now she wanna drive the boat, yeah, yeah
Now she want my money, I said, "Not at all,
on if you want to
From the city where we known, baby for what we goin do
I'm the lady alligator who's the calm in that water
I'm the migrane
each other
Die for each other
Cry for each other
Now its like all we wanna do is say is bye to each other
I cant let this happen
I refuse to lose you
I
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