Lyrics:
Ooh yeah
(Do-do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do)
(Do-do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do)
Sha-la-la-la-la-la, my lady
In
city of the choppas
You ain't 'bout that life, you ain't want no problems
If you sweet and you know it, fuck it gone rob ya
Want straight yappas, fuck
aint you i don't mean to offend you but
(BUTTT)
(Hahh)
Step aside
Make way for the certified, mans gotta do what he gotta do
Right?
Couple vixens by my
rolled up and stopped between my feet
First a dog came gallivanting
Then a breathless lady panting
She looked lovely, kind and gentle, soft and sweet
We
As I walked out, one fine summers morning
For to view the fields and to take the air
Down by the banks of the sweet primaroses
There I beheld a most
times grow me but
It’s still lonely love
Hurts and holds me up
Hate to say it
flabbergasted and fated
To a hopeless over estimated dream
Where my lady
nerves
That is by twisting my words into a stupid pun
That ends by rolling her eyes over my lucid fun
I'm Sweet and intelligent call me Melon Collie
(Ach
on by
Like every time
Your like kryptonite
With them sweet ol eyes
Homie tryna pipe told em get outta sight
Cuz the only thing she see money shower
a rise
Out of who?
Ayy
What do you need?
Different degree
Under the sea
Looking to freeze
Turn up the Heat
Florida Beach
Up by three
Finally free
The key?
a lady so fine when she visit she step out the range
We step in the building and everything little
My Hennesey I just be sipping
King of the town
I be king
intertwine
No disrespect, I'll grab you by ya fucking neck
And have you on the wall... "8 Mile" style, bet
Whisper in your ear...sweet things to make you wet
Why you blowin' up my spot?
I need to leave you 'lone
And you make it way too hot, I
Can't come to the phone
Why you passin' by my job?
I
searched for a rose or some sweet juice of water
Gangsterville, people are giving
A black lady sobbed on a step--God bless the little born
On the other
[Kriminul]By the some of the shit y'all spit, it's hard to keepInterest in this gameAnd I know some of y'all don't like the shit that we spitWe feel
[Kriminul (of Jigmastas)]
What, yo, Beyond Real, baby, Joc Max, baby
For the 99 and beyond, yo, check it out
Yo, by the some of the shit y'all spit,
know fellows
I got a sweet little thing
I wanna tell you tonight
My little baby--
She so kind
Because she is mine
I don't care fellows
If your
quiet and sweet
Now your name's all over the street
Used to charge it by the hour
Now you own an apartment tower
It's a shame about your former
[Paul Wall]
I'm a hustler, ladies man of course a playa
My behavior, is somewhat similar to the majors
Cause I be running game, everything that I say
the melody of
Forty-second street
Little nifties from the fifties
Innocent and sweet
Sexy ladies from the eighties
Who are indiscreet
They're side by
Hush now little Sally
Baby, close your eyes
Sweet dreams honey
Don't you worry tonight
He's yearning for the city
Be gone for a while
He won't
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno worse
I met a lady
Walkin' down the street
She looked so fine, yes she did
And she looked so sweet
She was the finest, young thing that I ever had seen
little lady I could bring my moms back
Girl i could put you in a foreign brand new lease she sign dat
Then I throw bout 50k right in that Louis Vuitton
the swag is so sweet
Shawty looked me in my face, said i ain't leaving doley
She grabbed me by the neck proceeded kissing on me
The way you move around
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