Lyrics:
who liked her ,who really liked her,
Jaime Lee got married on 5th avenue and I was married in Las Vegas, by an Elvis impersonater.
I married a German
Bruh
I'm on that Mojo (Austin Powers)
I 'Get Ugly' to Jason Derulo and every single day I kick it like Juno
I'm Ridin' Solo
I got the Funk like I was
as hell
Beauty's our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin babe is so sublime
But I am so ugly
It's okay when I look at you
My skin glows a little bit
as hell
Beauty's our design
Beautiful by design
Your skin babe is so sublime
But I am so ugly
It's okay when I look at you
My skin glows a little bit
a faker
Softer than Alizé with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
Idi Amin approach the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with Prodigy in a choke hold
drunk get 'em high
Pull they titties out and suck 'em
[K.B.]
Don't rush 'em
We 'bout to fuck these hoes, man, no question
of my enemies
That 's why I never let them haters get to me
Are you bout the marks
Is you bout the marks
He bore on the cross
Is you bout the marks
He
the set up, trying to get my red up
bout my cock this tech nine and get you wet up blue
So what the fuck they want to do,
seem like we got the vas
quiet, it's a riot in my mind
Gotta get ready, saddle up
If you're really 'bout it we gonna see, oh yeah
Gotta get ready, time is up
If you're really
Lookin' for these better days
Better days, heyy! Better days
Got me thinkin' bout better days
Better days! Better days, better days
Hey! Better
of my enemies
That 's why I never let them haters get to me
Are you bout the marks
Is you bout the marks
He bore on the cross
Is you bout the marks
He
Lookin' for these better days
Better days, heyy! Better days
Got me thinkin' bout better days
Better days! Better days, better days
Hey! Better
nigga, hands still get dirty (yeah, yeah)
Only twenty-four and I keep me a thirty (yeah, yeah)
Shit'll get ugly, I got it in public
I made it out
slingin' this white shit
S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops, we love that shit
'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique
We multiply everyday for the bullshit
(Mello made it right)
(Great John on the beat by the way)
You know I gotta stay with a stick
Get Back Gang in my city is sick
Say she love me,
who you are
There's hoes in the room, there's hoes in the car
There's hoes on stage, there's hoes by the bar
Hos by near, an hos by far
Ho! (But can
God will control that
Every time we slip and we fall
Gotta get back up and fight on
We are not defined by our past
The future look bright
I see
R-O-R-O-K it
You're guaranteed to like me, for what I am sayin'
To all the sucka emcees that be tryin' to get the info
Forget the rest 'cause I'm the best,
givin' up the encore
Swizz Beatz my logo my motto, fully represent ghetto
Swizz, on your mark, get ready then let's go
I got to get these pesos to end
yall
Westside get busy yall
Worldwide get busy yall
Now on your mark get set
Go cop everything you ever heard by P.Crack Dice Raw and Black
Fuck
sag off, cause I'm rappin' my ass off
Flow so ugly, money so handsome
This the fuckin' anthem, get it, the fuckin' anthem
Early in the mornin'
a window-hole
Hundred yards away
That all they ever get to know
'Bout the regular life in the day
'Bout the regular life in the day
Slime and rot and rats
to show all you niggas
I-2-0, I'm like J-Lo, blowin' through niggas (damn)
DTP we ain't playin' if you try to get our pay and AK's get to sprayin' like
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas intellect mad slow, y'all fags
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