Lyrics:
Nigga, I'm bustin me locs, but I'm hittin em down with jokes
Y'all niggas on the rope, got your ho on da scope
Bitches watching me, jockin me, nigga
and unique that
You remind me of an alien
Out of this world with beauty and personality
Whenever I see you I wanna
Know who's on your mind
Where are you at in
'n black
It's Weezy F the monster, even F your mama
Even X your mama, leave you next to mama
You are so pussy gonorrhea's your aroma
Blind gynecologist
you must be crazy
It's ridiculous how you put your lips on this
Don't kiss right there, girlfriend, I'm ticklish
And I be switchin' fees with a wrist
kickin' them rhymes and flow quick 'n in time
That's what made N9ner progess
This is history Young Rich and Dun-deala team up with Mr. T
Even though
the Henny, we goin' back to the telly
I'ma urine on your face and take
A crap on your belly
And do the R kelly, now take a shower, ho
It's too powerful
You
another freak named Rene
You get her alone and she'll make your day
Like Burger King, she knows the play
But a freak like Rene, you can have it your way
the 90's
Ask your girlfriend Holmes, she knows that there's no other
Than me the Diggady D with the cocoa red color
Be kickin' it the sun, I'm chocolate you
are a couple 69ing
It's like Rick James is shooting up your house, nigga
Fuck yo' couch, nigga
You screamin', "Fuck the world!" with your middle
a member of the hopeless
See ya black like me
So you snap like me
When these devils try to plot
Trap our young black seeds
Look it
Cops are just
She pop a perk
R Kelly I'm a flirt
She sip it down with the lean
While I'm smoking green overseas
Leanin so hard finna need a kickstand
Got you
cuddle up
Your friends try to confuse but you know what
My intentions are good, I can't help it I'm hood
I wouldn't change if I could, you shouldn't
(We got London on da Track)
We're not against rap
We're not against rappers
But we are against those thugs
It's the thuggish ruggish bone
It's
to sell to
I take your highest-selling debut
And multiply that shit by twenty-two
When I was twenty-two
Still do it at forty-two, I'm destroyin' you
You are such a jerk
You are a tearjerker
You don't need a girlfriend
You need a social worker
She's waiting at the airport
You're in your hotel
Kickin' your ass, for the past
Three and a half minutes, you been in it to win it
So you defin-in-it-itely need to bob your head
And I say!
I'd like
you must be crazy
It's ridiculous how you put your lips on this
Don't kiss right there, girlfriend, I'm ticklish
And I be switchin' fees with a wrist
has a Ruth
I need you to show me who it is
For me
Yeah
I’ve been caught up in this whirlwind
Been tossed back and forth, don’t need another girlfriend
Calis all that thats why im camping
Out here for right now
Because the moneys goodplus i get to kick
It with the boys in the hood
Holly wood remind
Robin, put a rocket to your noggin, pop a rock of Molly, Kelly got me rollin
I said fuck it, me and villa on top we gon run it
White bitch wasted but I’ll
banana skids
While listening to R Kelly's greatest hits
Yung Lean in the club
For some morphine (morphine)
Yung Lean up in the club
For some
I can get the check and your uber too
When were kickin it you know i want your full attention
And I wont be mad if you have another girlfriend
Just
cuddle up
Your friends try to confuse but you know what
My intentions are good, I can't help it I'm hood
I wouldn't change if I could, you shouldn't
Missed out on the lick had me pissed off
If ion fuck with a jit get stiffed armed
R Kelly with a Glock get pissed on
Make a fuck nigga jump like Kris Kross
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