Lyrics:
as well take a few bitches with Me
Im "Lenny" nigga
Got it by the plenty nigga
If you really want it
You can really really get it nigga
Any simple little
new life, yuh
Clash of the titans crackin lighting in the skillet
Never been scared of these rappers
I'm like my father Kanye
A little cocky, but
Yeast
I crushed a burnt iron skillet on that crease
Please take an act of caution when you are crossing the street
Look both ways I put a skid mark
get hot like a skillet
You can't throw me off man I stay on my pivot
I'm four pockets full I get paid by the minute
Don't let me get started you know
hostile
And give it a little more
Let's sell your kidney on the black market
For fifty kay
Yes, I'm the marksman
Give me your organs
I'll absorb them
Seven
he was a little brother
Between his brother Sherman's lap
Lord him be bless that his music
His gift that you gave him will prosper
Watch over him lord
help one bit
Might fail a lot but I stick to the script
Fall more than I land my man
But promise I ain't never gonna quit
Hard working son of a bitch
the loaf
Then pay off the popo with skittles E and dope
Then I riddle to the middle man hanging from a rope
Fiddle diddle little ones and then their bodies
You can turn the headphones up a little bit too
Mhm
Yeah
They ain't wanna see me do it so I did it
(Yeah I did it)
I gotta tell the truth cause they
gonna split it
The type of nigga work that bitch like it's a skillet
Sold them more water, stretching like it's elastic
Weigh it up in 250's, wrap it
time to call it night
One more word and I'll knock out your lights
It's a fight, with little reason for cause
We'll be eating lobster cuz we're
With wooden paddles you stupid
Baby sitting little bastards like little afternoon children
You can call me psychotic
But it's more like schizophrenic
In fact it costs more money to put someone in Rikers Island for a year
Than it does to send them to Harvard for four years
And so what's happened is
[Raven:]
Little by little we can make it better
Little by little everyone together
Every little bit we give we get back more
[Orlando:]
One look
on down)
Hey, a little red light (Shake'em on down)
Hey now, must I holl'a
Must I shake'em on down
One more for the thank you
A little red light (Shake'em
more then thugs
We more then thugs, more then thugs, more then thugs
With just a little twist of harmony we smokin' lethel warriors
We warriors, We
taking a trip"
Pull up to the plug and I'm a cop me a zip
I'm a cop me a zip
What more do you need from me?
She went to Saks Fifth just to feel on it
I got
Overlookin' things like a Rushmore Mounty
And got no other choice except to get a little love (true)
We rise above
The beat be fittin' like a glove
Yo, yellow cheese, eggs, white pancake batter
Put a little bit up on the skillet
When it starts to bubble
Flip it over with your spatula
Yeah, yeah,
cherry pie slice in the boondocks
Skillets and the engines and the woman stay hot
But beer don't start nothin' but the party
Beer don't taste half
lives
Now come into my world and you can see that we are more than thugz
We more than thugz, more than thugz, more than thugz
With just a little twist
[Raven:]
Little by little we can make it better
Little by little everyone together
Every little bit we give we get back more
[Orlando:]
One look
and she won't let go
Little baby dog bite the bone raw
If you're not safe then she'll bite your toes off
Sooski tells me I'm lost cause I don't believe in
never be the same,
Chibby Chibby Chibby, Leroy and skillet,
Needle drop a riff and get right in it
Yeah a sad sad day when mix, he went away
The 2 Live
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