Lyrics:
ladies trying to have the baby off of this kid
I'm not kidding, tell by the way ya'll wrap it up
Sometimes fact is fuck it, the notes until the glasses
ready ether bruh
I hear 'em tellin me I gotta speed it up (so let's speed it up)
In case you ain't notice we come with no notice
Y'all probably should go
talk out your neck, then we laying em down
Its more than just rap we aint playin around
Turn me up a little bit
Alright, let's go
You can tell by
‘em with a nice for sure
Hope somebody tell ‘em life’s too short
To only talk about it and not fight for more
Well I guess I better write some more
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
to this boy
And I'm here to tell it
There ain't no limit
Where you at Mystikal!
HERE I GO!
Told ya shut ya mouth two of the baddest,
mothafucking paper
Boot Camp Clik
Aight you know what I'm saying
Mad niggas want to talk about
That East - West bullshit
But you know it's all bullshit
Smith
fuck that
Better give that boy a bus pass
I see no competition baby girl a must have
My letters hinted on my mustache
The remy never did or did he get
the law, wash it by divesting my investments spread em cross a few portfolios
My bitch don’t ask, she just gon order those
That’s what that trust bring
Start
like Larry Bird, is it too early to use that word
I don't know but I won't let em' use it first
I been tryna' tell you this my universe
Whole lotta'
Tell that sucka he can get back (say what?)
Misdemeanor and Meth in your area (say what?)
Are ya'll ready? Come on, play it back (saw what?)
You
way you spin it
Boy getting Lei-Ed by the time we finished
(Woah)
You alright, mate? I see you're in my nation
You can see a black cab in
The talons
slayed her, now he's pissin razor blades
DEB: Damn my nigga,
Trigga done fucked up for real this time, I tell you boy!
JT: You know it, shit, I'm glad I
Getting that motion, sip purple, got potions
Exotic gas, yeah, that's all that I'm smokin
You could tell just by the smoke that it's potent Glock 43,
Tell me she's the one can't leave she's a keeper
Seems to be cold on the inside need a heater
Your tryna pass in levels but I'm the gatekeeper
You
Nice and clean girl you fine
Your booty target locked in, bang and it's bulls eye
Ah, yo, yo Ah, ah, yo, ah
You know your body burn pass claro Oo
Tell
it
I'll take MC's, tie 'em up, and then split
It's like this, yo I'm up on some bliz
Total techniques for the hip hop kids
[Madlib]
Yo we
so I wrote a jam for you, so you know your boy's feeling that love in the air for you//
Tell em dudes tryna holla, I know some Kunfu//
Ama lay hands
a couple more
And you all could meet me in
The middle of the floor
Said the air is thick, it's smellin' right
So you pass to the left
Then you sail
a couple more
And you all could meet me in
The middle of the floor
Said the air is thick, it's smellin' right
So you pass to the left
Then you sail
Way back when it was shirts versus skins I had my mindset set on a Benz
Took a lot of losses on my way to get N’s I ain’t trip on ‘em took ‘em
life just pass by
Do wrong for the right reason, they still label me a bad guy
Nobody gave me shit in these streets so I took the bag out it
Can't thug,
and you took the job
If you're not on my side
Ain't no making mends tonight
I've been tryna open eyes
But it's too late
Cause your time pass by
When I was
you feel me?
Got my mind made up, not giving a fuck
Pass me that drank, turn this shit up
Yeah boy, you know I'm arrogant
Tell that boy that he
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