Lyrics:
There's Frank James and Jesse James
Billy the Kid and all the rest
Supposed to be some bad cats
Way out in the West
If those cats could of dug me
learned
Give a war cry sound off
Oorah up
Never give in when things get tough
No way no sir not any time
From your gut give a battle cry
Quitting' don't run
sir
I'm walking out the door
I got paper in the bank I don't need yours
Strike a match gasoline on the floor
Watch me burn this to the ground
Lanz and I
thirst no more
Take a drink from this water
And you'll thirst no more
Thats when the woman said,
Sir, give me this water!
Sir, give us of this water
Give
that's a weak slap (Yes, sir)
When I drop mines, that's a big slap (Perfect)
You say you're the man, that's big cap
I'm here with your girl, she a big fan
Awedi sir b7alek rasek ghadi itir
Fia jen ki3jen bleat kaber flkhyr
Sir tere9 msamrek 3ad ji goul yeahh...
Matke3ich babak fido ja3ba sanitaire
Ji n9erik
so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Sir Luscious gots gator belts and patty melts and Monte Carlo's
And El Dorados, I'm wakin' up out
so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Sir Luscious gots gator belts and patty melts and Monte Carlo's
And El Dorados, I'm wakin' up out
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin' good
Where me and my nigga
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin' good
Where me and my nigga
so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Sir Luscious gots gator belts and patty melts and Monte Carlo's
And El Dorados, I'm wakin' up out
Here in north east Ohio
Back in eighteen-o-three
James and Danny Heaton
Found the ore that was linin' yellow creek
They built a blast furnace
walked into Cali, the place was packed
Sir Too $hort "Don't stop that rap"
I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time
You got no rhymes, so you listen
Slowly as Sir Luscious step up like a Q-Dawg
A-town's up, deuces down it's the new call
And you can dial 1-888-cut-something
I'm your kinky
not allow us to read and write, it was being hidden
Whether you, sir, personally did that or not, it was a legacy that was passed onto you
And I end
Bette: I really can't stay
James: But baby, it's cold outside.
B: I got to go 'way.
J: But baby, it's cold outside.
B: This evening has been
J:
me, now her and her girlfriend wanna do me
This is for those boys in those Chevys sittin' on them King James, them 2-3s
And if you got a problem with
un campeón, el rey como Don (ouh)
Estoy de la 9T en on
Pa' darte 007 como James Bond (¡auh!)
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba (¡wuh-uh!)
Lama
Austin, baby
don't know her
I can't do no features with you, nigga, it's a "No, sir"
Hottest nigga on Earth, I'm not really from Earth
We don't dial 9-1-1, I let
you're in the midst of
The ride of your life, but you gotta keep them hits up
Can't put your guard down, gotta keep your mitts up
Take a sip, sir, it's
Honi soit qui mal why pense
Wo kann offen etwa sonst
Dos cervezas, por favor
Zu heisen, yes doch
Ha ha, sir, et paradis,
Jacqueteure, au
yes sir!
So full of joy, boy am I absurd
Even Chingy would tell you
'Tharr boi don't curr'
[Chorus - Eminem]
See us on them award shows, we're like
One for the money, yes, sir, two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of something good
Where me and my nigga rode
walked into cali, the place was packed
Sir too $hort "don?t stop that rap"
I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time
You got no rhymes, so you listen
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