Lyrics:
the best like me
Every time I'm in the mirror
I'm the best I see
Nigga, SAP on the track, who wan' test me?
Five, four, three, two, one
C'mon, Jadakiss come
oh
What you don't know about baybeh when you not around 'em baby
They be tryna holla they be hidin' in the bushes by my home
Whoa (oh oh) oh (oh
my f- mashed
Potatoes, so what? Ho, kiss my country bumpkin a-
Missouri Southern roots, what the f- is upper-class?
Call lunch dinner, call dinner
(G7)too
But I'm (C)marri-ed to a-nother
What chance of you and (F)I
So I just send an (C)orchid, dear
This (G7)orchid, means good-(C)bye
VERSE
the day with my old dog Mo
C A7 Dm F7
Down an old dirt road
Bb G F Dm
What he's thinking lord I don't know
Bb
Nigga f**k you b***hes, and you hoes and you sluts
You tricks don't know what the f**k's up
On the eastside we ride, nigga 24 / 9
Tryin to keep my hands
things by weight
They either drag you down or they lift you
Repeat chorus (then) bridge
Dm bb f bb
I don't read between the lines I'm not ready for what
exactly what ya came for
The wordplay that make ya brain saw
Massacre, no chainsaw
Yo main chick is the gang whore (hahaha)
Different tally same tall
If
heads
for what we said in the past. Point blank - they can kizz my black azz. I
didn't stutter when I said "f**k tha police". Cause it's hard for
he's all water (cash)
matter a fact, call him the king
the way he breaks down the defense, like he's got the ball on a string
and he will blow by you
on ya back
[Hook x2]
Yo, what it look like
You got crack what it cook like
You gotta track, what's the hook like
F is off the hook, right
We stole
Young Nino, f-ck a b**** in a peacoat
Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino
Bun B do, p-mp c, arpedo
I goes deep in that p****, Dan Marino
She wanna be
the times you made me hang my head and cry
C
But still the teardrops fall
F C
And lord what's worst of all
G
By the time you reached twenty one
See g see f
They said there's nothing like the first love you get boy
G f
They were wrong, oh so wrong,
G f g
They
Teck 9 close by touch 'em up
I shoot n****s in the mouth boy pucker up
Sweet sucker tash gee golly what the f***
Where the hell all these new p****
shot
Jimson weed and thanks a lot
Crazy abbot, gotta stop
Put my guns down, by the door
F-111, F-111
Lay your benediction on us all
Virgin in
Losing my faith by the day, I can feel it (feel it)
I thought it'd be different (oh, oh)
Call me up at any time, I'll be on my way to find you, yeah
the S because I am an ain't
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an ain't
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing
Right by my side
B Hudson, Jadakiss, Ne-Yo
I think it's me and you tonight ma, let's go
They say every good woman needs a thug
They say every
and G-rate on Election Day
We got our ABC's and our F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you
stick's red
(we're just ah f*ckin, ah f*ckin)
Your Louie purse and I just think I love your hair
(we're just ah f*ckin, ah f*ckin)
Meet me in
Richest of the richest teaches the same thing
C F C F
No matter what we don't have or we have
West there's no good cla**es, and that's what yo' a** get
Not even electives? Not even prerequits?
You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds?
Like the rapper Jadakiss
Or a thug like me will be up in your house
Cookin' breakfast in the morning
I know you heard these words before
But you
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