Lyrics:
like Bin Laden, NSAs and attaches
Let the cast hit play
Everything is politics, dirty tricks
Military industrial cliques
Reveal the triple-six
Guess what
humor to cover up my sadness
And triple X FUBU to cover up my man tits (stop looking at me)
White girls loved me 'cause I was kinda black (haha)
But
glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender vittles
Doctor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little "D, " and I'll make ya
that you like?
Cuz you're bout to get suites at the Triple-A
Sip fine wine Cabernet
Private elevator rides to my high rise getaway
But don't forget
Listerine (Splash)
Wash the money, Mr clean
(Work) , PCP and nicotine (Mula)
Bitch, I'm Sleezy, I'm Big Sleeze
(Ewok) , it's big B's
Don't you play me,
Finna pop another triple stack
We just cracked a jar
Up that Glock, keep pokin' out my shirt
Send his ass to God
Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'?
Is you
Forgiven out of position
Everybody wanna rap, nobody really committed
Wanna be MJ, not willin' to play Pippen
Stay driven, you kiddin' niggas always gotta
C'est mort (dead)
Zéro fair-play, nous, c'est sérieux, m'appelle pas pour un match amical (non, non)
Tu nous as vu courir tout droit, cours par terre
took me a hit
Triple XX music with that BasedGod talent
Pretty boy, rich nigga make my goons violent
Bruh talking all that shit
Cause I wear pink shirts
a triple beam
Had to get rid of it for some bigger things
Had to take the money out the mattress
Had to keep the heater
Cuz I know it’s still colder than
fifth gear/knowing that my times near/
work/got to get to work/
Yeah/
work hard/play hard/na dog/
just work/feels good how we came up/
rose up
2 triple o
Sole'
S, uh
O, ah
L, yeah
E, accent
S, yeah
O, uh
L, yeah
E, accent
Ugh, it's the brown cocomo mama
Call shots, 12 room
triple-crossed me
Never trust a bitch and learned to juggle cocaine
Keep a nigga's ass off of Liberty and Waco
Cause that right there's a corner the hardrock
problems, you think you had some
Hit the beats, you won't have none
Big dream sale, you know platinum
Checks never deposit, just cash 'em
Summertime, triple
this rip,
She offered me a scoop but I took a triple dip
Cherry on top baby don't forget the whip
Got them niggas going nuts everytime she lick her lips.
a video into the machine, a triple X cherry fill the screen
You know what that mean, POW
Been at it for an hour or more, I hear the door
"Oh shit, what
Hardaway
Hip hop is an arena and every show is like game day
On Sunday or Monday
Whatever day I play at a professional level
Here, in L.A.
gray
ain't no question no need to ask
Who's the West baddest livest
standin' center stage controllin' the crowd like Cyrus
Warriors come out to play
I'm
ending
If I want it I GET IT, AND IF I SAID IT I MEANT IT
HOW IN THE FUCK you gonna PLAY ME, smile in my face like you LIKE me
Bitch you might as well
knew her face
I saw her hangin out around the way
Watchin all the players play, whoaaa
Her smile sets off this glow
and when she walks, it's such
Yoc life bakins'
And I reckon
We'll be collectin' dividends along the way
And that's exactly were this haterism comes into play
What's there to say
Now's the time to
Play it back
Don't you try
To deny yourself
This pleasure
So divine
We do it
We do it extra fine
We do it once or twice
This town ain't big, this town ain't small
It's a little of both they say
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A
We sit
in this game so I got to play it
Yeah I made up my bed so I got to lay in it
There's only one way out, limo, window tinted
My momma prayin daily for my
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