Lyrics:
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
your freedom
wrapped up in it too
Mr. Bossman
Brainwashed from all the years
Of wearin' shiny shoes
Don't you worry about the cost man
You fragile boss
They call me Bossman
Mr chasin' Loot just bought a coupe
Then I doubled back and bought an Audi coupe
Dropped the top, let her hair blow
What rich niggas
don't tell me
Little bro got arrested for a felly
I clean George in the sink
Hold him, down make him blink
Eat some porridge, sip a drink
I mold his
or hesitate
Get in kid, before it's too late
You may never get another chance
'Cos youth a mask but it don't last
live it long and live it fast"
Georgie was
late
You may never get another chance
'Cause youth a mask but it don't last
Live it long and live it fast"
Georgie was a friend of mine
Da da da
late
You may never get another chance
'Cause youth a mask but it don't last
Live it long and live it fast"
Georgie was a friend of mine
Da da da
feelings get hurt, good almighty
Sometimes you gotta yell "good god almighty"
When your truck breaks down, good god almighty
When your girl's running 'round,
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
It's Warpath Records
It's El Charrou
Yeah Yeah
It's King George
It's El C baby
Let's get it
Yeah
The game ain't know I was coming 'till it happened
of the Monadnock building!
And don't be late, for you must get the silver out of the teeth of one George Karmalitis,
Who as we speak lies dead under a dirty wool
of the Monadnock building!
And don't be late, for you must get the silver out of the teeth of one George Karmalitis,
Who as we speak lies dead under a dirty wool
up-a
You don't need no coffee, let me, fill your cup-a
Perk, perk, perk, perk you up-a
You don't need no coffee, let me, fill your cup
I'm a,
a life, you need to hang it up
Dreams, click clack
Man down with that chrome Uz'
On his back like "nigga don't move"
Word to mother, we don't lose
Talk
in town
I'll get on yo' ass all by myself and make you simmer down
Nigga, you the type to meet the fuckin' plug and try to steal a pound
When you
Ruth that can't remember your name
But I bet them Polaroids'll send her down memory lane
You know that one auntie, you don't mean to be rude
But every
the bailing
I got this shit down to a perfection
I don't do no sexting little mama
Do you get the message
I don't wanna fuck if I can't get the head
And I don't
with some game trying to get ends
If it don't make dollars don't make sense
I'm just a playa with some game trying to get ends
Master P:
Tryin'
Can my homeboy tell y'all where
The fuck he from?
(Ah yeah)
Can my homeboy tell y'all where the
Fuck he from?
Ayo Cube, let's get this party started
was leaving
Won't let no bossman hold me back
When he starts that shit
I aint coming back
I quit gotta dip
Tear the page out the script
Aint gone work
PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH (was followed by "No new taxes," a promise he would not keep)
"We, the jury, in the above entitled action, find the defendant,
to let me
I swear sometimes that man is out to get me!
They let you dream just to watch 'em shatter
You're just a step on the boss-man's ladder
But
all I want my arms around you
I'm already late for my train
But I don't think about that
I think of you, George
At your piano, sweating in
can see him all the way down the street
Don't you have to pay for George to be here?
It's not quite your turn to say something
Now it's your turn to say
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