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I been on a fucking spree
Now she wanna be with me
Told that bitch, "Get out my feed!"
I get what I want when I need
I don't need you no more
I
I don't need you
Won't no weapon formed against me prosper Cuz I see no evil
I'm just Tryna get a car that when I buy it, they don't give a key to
VIP
of the page
But in order to read it, you gotta let go of the rage
Independent forever (forever)
I don't need no doctors from letters (letters)
Independent
it's rhinestones
I don't got a 'Rari
But my whip is really mine though
I don't got no thotties
But I know my bitch is fine though
I'm from
Sunshine like Steve Lacy
Just a single day with you where it ain't constant weed smokin'
I don't mind but sometimes I just need a break, I need somethin'
normal”
He double-checked the beat in his chest, he asked him if there’s a pain exist
“No doc! you don’t understand, maybe I’m missing a thing”
He needs
need to be quiet
Children crying sighing I hear em whining
Hear it no neither do I don't believe I'm lying
I'm lying
I'm lying
Am I lying
Please tell me
Y'all ready for this?
Ha! I don't think so!
Yeah! Oh, listen to this!
We gonna come at ya!
[Redman]
Cypress Hill!
Yo yo yo, all my niggas say
coz man dont have no breaks yeah
Man wants to be a boxer not a doctor (not a doctor)
A footballa not engineea (not a enginea)!
Sing-
Yeah ey yeah
Yeah
God damn, I'm feeling sick, bitch, call the doctor
Don't act like I ain't been dead to ya
Don't act like I ain't deserve this shit
Couldn't last
chase pussy
But I'm still with the goons
If I get heated say fuck it
Then they gonna clear the room
No need to wonder my thunders
They out there
love you
Ahh! I'ma groupie for life, about nine wife
All the babies are mine, save a child life
No more doctors deliverin my babies
GUARD #2: Hic!
FATHER: Right.
GUARD #1: We don't need to do anything, apart from just stop him
entering the room.
FATHER: No, no. Leaving the room.
alone, alone
I don't need no-one else to be
I'm successfully happy
On my own
On my own
But sometimes I truthfully
Just forget that I can be
On my own,
a pond
I got three bitches like I'm Owen Hart (three bitches)
And my glasses, they made by chrome heart
I got rich, now I fill up a shoppin' cart
Well, hello there!
Welcome to Dr. Singh's
Why don't you tell me a little bit
About what brings you in?
'Cause just by lookin' at you
I can tell that
Rabid to the core, bloody blue
I call him Billy Blad
His teeth cut, he's got tattoos yeah
Don't call the doctor
Don't call the priest
I need some
love you
Ahh! I'ma groupie for life, about nine wife
All the babies are mine, save a child life
No more doctors deliverin my babies
balling, Dr. J
Man this shit is way too loud
I cannot hear what you say
Think you got it got it
Baby I don’t go on holiday
Do this everyday
Till this shit
and to galaxy
It's real hard to get a ticket to hear Young MC
Because I rock like a professional, this ain't no lark
You either hear me at a party, or you see me
up
Kiss on her lips 'til the bitch drop water
But I don't want her
I'd rather just kick it all by my lonesome
Don't even need my ends, I cancelled all
the smell
Don't you scream naw don't you yell
I've been in pain by all myself
I need some help but you can tell
Naw you cant tell
All this pain all this lust
'mma put it in the truster
Sprung together, gumbo
It's the wiggle with my claw
Broad day, I don't give no fuck
It's that money with the pastry
You know that
Yea bitch I live my life
Like Pablo
Escobar
Everyday I'm surrounded
By money, woman, and cars
We got bad bitches
And bottles
In the DR
Lost label
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