Lyrics:
got cabbage
Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller
Lil Jon with the beat (G'yeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael
people
Also what keeps me from crying
Give mi madre my love
Expect nothing back later
Orphan with no family
I turn to me for my savior
Catch me faded by
three's we spittin' (hock-spew)
Karma will catch up wit' yo past (wit' yo past)
Lamas'll split yo house in half (blowah)
Blast first ask questions later
a fuck imma live it up strait to the top
I see that these niggas hate on the regular so i money chase on the daily
Touch these niggas nerves by the jugular
Love keeps me on standby and I prefer when I can fly
So I guess this is goodbye
Go home have a good cry and call me later on tonight
Ain't got too much
meals
Say fuck this record deal,
I'm a graduating scholar, got me throwin just as met,
on my line when I holla
Pay me by tha hour, dey wanna fuck nothin,
no stoppin
Ain't no octagons around me
Got the Juicy Juice, you know it
Will you please prepare ya palette
Gone and savor the sweet taste
Music like
a touchdown
In ya jeans It ain't look that
(Juicy)
Baby let me get that
(D'usse)
Two parts of this movie Like a
(Toupee)
Baby baby
I came to ruin your plans
J, not through that law suit
Tryna live the life that rappers do, yeah
We halfway there with the old crew, yeah
Vibing in the stu, as if this made by
semblant
Muy bonita ce Soir ca va etre sanglant
T'es dans ma tetê J'me suis fait peté
Le cœur décodé J'ai baissé ma défense
J'mets tout de coté y'a Plus qu'a
the cops came, while his blood, was soaking me
A decade later, those same bloody clothes, are under my bed, for keepsakes,
The Anansi spider, the outside,
emphatic ecstatic for the fact my status is active
Status is active I'm back attackin' ya stature
Ya Catch a batch of these cappers and ravish half of these
pressing skip,skip,skip, skip.... skip
Song wrecker she ruined all my favorite records
Co-Jo catch ya later
She even broke Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
to walk to the school, walk to the store, catch the buses
Now I'm in back of the 'Bach and catchin' jets across the country
I had to find a grind, find
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
devastatah them one annihilator
Dem M.A.J.O.R. say yeah we miss him later
I don?t hate ya, but still will never date ya
But some styles be great yes but some
later, kiss her in the porch light
Go meet her mom and dad Labor Day weekend
Catch hell from your buddies 'cause you're in the deep-end
Buy a ring, get
you're cut loose
From that Jheri curl juice
Cool J is back on the map
And when I see ya, I'm a give you a slap
That's right, a little kick for that
do is, stroke ya all crazy
My dick game is vicious, insane at bitches
Mami keep comin' back 'cause mami came vicious
Catch Hov' in the drop, nasty
you're cut loose
From that Jheri curl juice
Cool J is back on the map
And when I see ya, I'm a give you a slap
That's right, a little kick for that
you're cut loose
From that Jheri curl juice
Cool J is back on the map
And when I see ya, I'm a give you a slap
That's right, a little kick for that
Paranoia, paranoia
All the things I can't afford right now
Slowly creeping all up on ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man
face in the place
Game spitter from the North so ya wanna catch a case
'Cause ya see me holl'in' at 'cha ex-girl, don't 'cha?
Murder charge for
zone ya Kubreak free from evil,
Tired of the swivel, rotten maize, Damn I was grossed by weevils
The only angel left to praise is the new life I aim
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