Lyrics:
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
in effect, the days are all peep
Grown by his own, provoked the wrong sheep
When I'm in effect, the day is all raw
Ten little workers, nine were all
Tonia, my name is Busta
My name is Dianna, my is Busta
And what do you take me for the little loco push over
No shame in my game 'cause that's how I got
context. Doesn't really matter. Before long I'm out of stuff to say and you smile and say, "okay." I don't know exactly what you mean by it, but it seems
here it is through a preview
Seek truth through the journey while learning what it brings you
Whatever you desire, let the fire lead you
Have you been
guy, really
Nino Brown, New Jack my city
Kilos, ounces, crack pipes, nitties
Man stopped trapping (what?)
Then man started rapping (what?)
How
mandatory organ donor
I can't get jerked by labels, I'm my own recordings owner
Turn backyards to casino towns, get it like I'm Nino Brown
Go hard, you hear
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
swear its that El Nino
Its gettin cold the birds flying south but we still havin them eagles
If you want a __ you can call me I aint gotta call my peoples
Can't truss it
And I judge everyone, one by the one
Look here come the judge
Watch it here he come now
I can only guess what's happening
Years ago
take it
What he doesn't know is I'll get by on my damn own
Every time I see him less than before
He seems to stop and stare more and more
I thinking
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
the brown-eyed pickle boys
Roaming the world we see
We'll roam around, touch the ground
Don't wipe it away
Take what you need but not in a foolish way
There is
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
You must be used to all the finer things
Infatuated by what money brangs
It seems to me you hoes will never change
So all that's left is for us
but I learned that you get what you give
Been dealt with karma from shit I did as a kid
At least I know it's coming, it is what it is
Everybody fucks
(know me)
Everybody know me (know me), everybody know me (know me)
Ballin' is a habit, that money I got to have it
I'm an addict for that paper, my
big Snoop Dogg
Produced by Niggarachi niggarachi! Entitled
The "Time Is Now"!
Time is now, it's going down, in my town
Time is now cause it's going
attention
So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should never rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used
a few new moons.|I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found|something that changed it all...'||[I.
a mustache
I must ask what's goin' on with rap, white kids actin black
It's like McDonald's sellin' fatback
Get back to your Mac, that stuff is wack with
buy you a drink love
I just wanna break the ice
Is it red wine, Is it white wine you drink to unwind
Is it brown liquor or white liquor you drink
the lake
And he's holding something
Who is he?
Yeah, it's getting spooky out here
All the Nino Browns done turned Pookie out here
No cool niggas, it's
different exotic fishes
Man this shit is fuckin' ridiculous, fuckin' ridiculous
Success is what you make it
Take it how it come
A half a mill' in
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