Lyrics:
man's a certified mack
You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that old thin' back
Oh, Biggie, give me one more chance (uh)
I got that good dick,
back now
Now I don't ever want to be perfect
'Cause I'm a singer that you
Never want to see shirtless
And I accept the fact that someone has to win
[Incomprehensible]
Thought I was done for now, well, here's a big surprise
'Cos I keep coming back, I can't be exorcised
I'm like a nightmare, babe
Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe.
She was a real go-getter.
She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get
okay faggot?
Don't be so sensitive
If you want to get fucked in the ass
That's between you and whoever else's dick it is
Pause, maybe that line was
and stepped out same time g, that's glorious
Tryna do it real huge, real b.i.g
that's notorious
They tried to bury us, didn't know that we would've been
I can't seem to believe how your little obsession
Has you by the throat and has you running blind
I find that in the end you're just a big old..
I
how to do the shit
It's time to get them pre-paids and them metros
Back activated, talk in code
Over here we got big blow
Next do' pounds uh that petro
Bowzer
Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers
But if you don't want to I can live with that, but
You gotta put back the double-knit
Sometime I'm tempted by big brown eyes
Sometime I'm tempted to cheat and lie
Sometime I'm tempted but won't give in
Old mister Devil ain't gonna win
but i see jealousy in they face when they eye me.
love the lames want'n to trouble W-I-Z
doesnt surprise me that some would dispise me
so i dip through
stupid thing to me before the final nail is driven in.
Well, there ain't no goin' back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
There's
And I dreamed about the girl who's been waitin' for so long
I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh, how I want to go home
Home folks think I'm big
on somebody else
If there's a dream that you are working on
Don't be surprised
If any old thing that you're counting on
Just suddenly dies
Got to plan in
big old car
And everything would be alright
And energy would just fall down right from the sky, yeah
Words would fly right from out of my mind,
Out
How many days will the wet weather last?
I want know will the clouds
When they roll back
Reveal a man in an old mac
Living on a park bench
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
me
You fucked the old me (ayy), see this that new shit
You know who I came with
Nigga, oh, yeah, you know who I move with (ohh)
I been on rouge
where the boys die by the thousand
Back when Pam was on Martin yeah that's where it all started
When Denzel was blottin' carpet, I'll pack a nine
drive my big old car
And everything would be alright
And energy would just fall down right from the sky, yeah
Words would fly right from out of my
he's gone sometimes I feel life is long but it's short watch my back on these roads I walk
My little Nigger thinking big I told him hold that thought
backs like King acts
Over Organized tracks full of facts
So you know that it's D.E.E.P
You want to go D.E.E.P., I'll take ya D.E.E.P
You know you fucked
At whose request?
The contract's here
I want to see
My God, the price
It's rather high
Why, it's absurd
Oh, yes, I know
Inform your boss
That by
into some shit, we never pop shots
We walk, scrap whatever he was
And live to talk about it then we get old 'cause
We keep a pack of zig zags for that
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