Lyrics:
I put that on everything, on my clique
Let me get a couple drinks in my system I go put it down on your bitch
Oh man, I've been putting on for my
game is a killer
My stomach is available
To be ya babysitter
No need to be shy
Put that thang up in her
Nothing wrong wit a late night dinner nigga
They
Joe Adonis, had mad dramas, won't hesitate
to put you in pajamas, fly hooker fine as the Pocahontas
Beauty queen you'll wanta pok-her-hiendas
dick
Playin role games, when my dick swang
I'll be Indiana Bones in the Temple of Poontang
Fuckin that cunt like a maniac
Steamin up my back windows
know da game, same shit different hoes yea
We cut the ears and the tail off, Mickey Mouse...
Never been a rat never had him in the house
Call me Captain
know da game, same shit different hoes yea
We cut the ears and the tail off, Mickey Mouse...
Never been a rat never had him in the house
Call me Captain
shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first one of ya'll steppin' is the first one I'ma toss out
Here we go, all you weak ass hoes
In my face like you my
on and get all of this whoopin'
Put your TV on channel 3-B and just be tuned in
Served with a hit and blow straight from the Queens gladiator
Peace, I'm
die by it and that's the fuckin game
Niggas in ya circle the greedious and that's a fuckin shame
From the pavement to a shirt it's all the fuckin same
com bitch, log in
Put a pillow under your knees
And keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and
The young
get boomed ina spot
Upping dem rakes yous a fool ona clock
Have da Zoe take ya head
Now there's room in da box
Couple slimes on bacc sudden move it's
dat u looking at life
My niggas dey love to go up & away
Look down & point da beam rite ya face
Spinning kick I put one in da trey
Hollow tip boy u
it's my muthafuckin last one
Every nigga and they mama askin why
But I'm in the game live by the game
And in the game I'ma die
And if I die or should
respectable
Put in a lil' bit o' thug in yo life come join the festival
Lemme see yo breasticles you somthin' bitch show me love
And I'll show you what this
[Chorus]
No ya, not dreaming, it's not a visage
It's just another platinum plaque to add to my garage
Ten years in the game - and still going hard -
mind
Cause even in the dark ya boy gone still shine
It's blood, sweat and tears I put it all on the line
I want everything, the world, the whole nine
Say
mind
Cause even in the dark ya boy gone still shine
It's blood, sweat and tears I put it all on the line
I want everything, the world, the whole nine
Say
shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first one of ya'll steppin' is the first one I'mma toss out
Here we go, all you weak ass hoes
In my face like you my
the Suave House (Bad Boy)
Representing (no doubt, baby)
Put a little soul in here
And we don't stop
No one has to ask who be actin' bad
Eightball
Metro
Clap happy, rap cat get at me, wit ya faculty
See half of them is petro, or deadly
like fat ass is in the sex so
Ya buttersoft, sweet talking, sweet
like a Mac
I wanna take you all over the map
So stop playing games
Cuz these niggas out here
Tryn put ya name and body on the map
I need love cuz babe
by the way you rep his name?
Man what's the point of living if I'm living for myself
Lord empty out my life before I put you on the shelf so for
Whatcha wanna do? Holla at ya boy
Make you hotter than a fat kid in corduroys
I'm tellin' you ma, the real, I ain't an act
I work the back better than
then bag up ya body with tagz
so they don't mismatch
toe tagz body bagz Imma put you on the slab
toe tagz body bagz throw yo ass up in a bag
toe tagz
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