Lyrics:
don't condone this"
On the back of the bike with Alpo
Doin' a buck down one-two-five, hopin' to stay alive
Favorite spot rooftop
Me and Big chuckle
you're pretty
In the mornin'
And some nights we'll go out dancin'
If I'm not too tired
Some nights we'll sit romancin'
Watching the Late Show by
dolla bill yeah
That’s my baby yeah
That's my sugar pie honey bun
He can supply all I need and all I want
And it's hard for me to go put up a front
But I
and your home address
Oh, you're all trashed up with your big red belt
And you almost say that you might need help
I could drop you off at the next red
[Bushwick Bill]
Bitches I scoop them up like jacks
Stack them like racks and send them home with their pussy off tracks
Cause they be figuring me to be
talking about what you got, huh
Went out and bought for you
How much money I make
And what school our children go to
And all the fancy clothes and big
twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one
Marcus
OOOOH!!!!!
(Ey!!!!)
You ain't got to go home but cha gotta get the hell out of hear!!!!!!!!!!!
Y'all ain't tippin no hoes!!
(HAAAAH!!)
I missed the part
go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her mama will blow it all outta proportion
Plus she lives poor,
know me and she on me
Steady askin' like, "Can you take me home?"
Tell somebody anything I want, yeah
H-O-L-D, huh, hold on me, yeah
D-I-E, I
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
thought I couldn't flow
To a track laid back by Kid Rock G
Now even white bitches in the subberbs they jock me
With a smile pow wow they want this getto
Your Home, Sweet Home Home..... It's All in a Day in a Life of
Living in the Ghetto !
Ahhh.. Looking for change as time goes by
Living in my building
big money
One day the circus was his
Now he's married to the acrobat
And they're training their kids
Yeah.
Now the jailhouse was empty
All
and, shit is gettin' hectic
The big homey done erected, damn I've been affected
By the funk in the boom and the booty in the room
This ain't
(You're a big girl now)
Fully grown with your hormones now
Got your own home and you alone
Wanna bone, wanna moan, get your back blown out
(No
Frontin' on me like you want some
Better sell a million records, go platinum
Cause I wouldn't waste my time on a one-rap rapper
You want to get with me,
pitching
I'm broke, my A-T-M ain't kicking
But what I drive, I build expensive
Look at me, nigga, I got it
In pocket, ask Houston how I rock-it
If I go
shakin' (shake)
Tell them meet we by the Grand (Grand) Stand (Stand, yeah)
Follow the big truck, is a big (big) band (leh we go)
We goin' right down 'til
R.I.P. B.I.G.
Uhh uhh think I'm gonna..
[R. Kelly]
I'm gonna get into you (get in too deep)
I want to get into you (get in too deep)
want
live in it
The doors are open to my friends
You need a home
Come by and live with me
I'll be lonely
But I be open
To some company
Where do we go if we
[Chorus 2x]
At night I think of you (Dipset)
I want to be your lady, baby
If your game is on, give me a call Boo (call me up)
If your love is strong,
you're pretty in the mornin'
And some nights we'll go out dancin'
If I am not too tired
Some nights we'll sit romancin'
Watching the Late Show by
you're pretty in the mornin'
And some nights we'll go out dancin'
If I am not too tired
Some nights we'll sit romancin'
Watching the Late Show by
.jpg/259px-Big_Bill_Broonzy_(1951_publicity_photo).jpg "Big Bill Broonzy")
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