Lyrics:
weed, let me light one
Girls of different cultures, chinese to the white ones
Home players, wild thing girl slayers
Cuties, big booties, Big gave Coogies
featuring 3 2 UGK
(Bun B)
I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin
had to find my place
But the world can leave a foul
Yeah, you beat the rap jiggaboo, fake nigga you
You turn around then you shit on Shaq
Who woulda knew, Mr Goodie-Two-Shoes
He love a little butt crack,
shit|A lot of people want my spot|But I don't hesitate|The track label by legacy|Won't appreciate|I stand strong|Everything I put my hands on|Me and Mr
A lot of people want my spot
But I don't hesitate
The track label by legacy
Won't appreciate
I stand strong
Everything I put my hands on
Me and Mr. I-Be
(Ooh, y'all look good)
(Oh my God, y'all look good)
(Ooh, adjust your crown)
(Ooh, adjust your crown, adjust your crown)
Big booty girls (ooh,
was a wild adolescent blessed with the foul essence
Messin around with the wrong crowd I learned my lesson
Stressin all the things that I have not
canteloupe little old maid
A big black berry inside the cool-aid
A bass guitar a old fruit jar
A green canteen and a chocolate bar
Cannonball baby doll
cannot erase
Take copy and paste
Penning these verses and eight
The penmanship I exude is of dystopian taste
Characterized by world issues full
Of drama
in drag?
Maggie and Jiggs, what a gig they got
That's the big problem
It's a Re-Ron, it's like Geritol
It's Jerry Mahoney and off
The bleepin' wall
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
BIG BAG A DOTS And I brought some dog in with me
She wants to dance She wants a thug I got devil in me
Told her no stepping stone I elevate come
you need you intreigued by the smell of my weed
I represent reality in your world full of lies
And i can see it in your eyes
You worried sick and I'm
really
My brain you know
It’s just like a festering sore mmm
Wild and beautiful and green it’s an algae
Wild and beautiful and green it a form of life man
heard of me
And you think I copie Eminem
Because I came up with this flow
When I was choosen by the goat
Nothing is gonna be easy in life
Ever since
underneath
Each time you say you love me
A spark of light between the world and me
Big doors will open with the turn of the key
It all comes back to you, I
Sometimes gotta check both way just to see yo face so I can peep yo smile
Somethings don't change baby come my way tonight maybe we could wild
And I
him to Paradise
The Xan Francisco got me looking and moving like Mr. Bean, I ain't saying shit
Got a ruptured eardrum from having my ear
You better not get it twisted, nigga
For real, no doubt, no doubt
Big shit sick, real thick bitch, when I roll up
You better not get it twisted,
Whole world keep in a balance
Homies rolling on balance
Homies rolling on balance lala
Homies rolling on
Whole world keep in a balance
Homies
a discussion, I bust, leavin your blood
RushinYou don't wanna be with me, I guaranteePick
Up the microphoneIn a world of my ownRepresent to the
FullestSouthern
a discussion, I bust, leavin your blood
RushinYou don't wanna be with me, I guaranteePick
Up the microphoneIn a world of my ownRepresent to the
FullestSouthern
even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
Ever-ever, Mr. West is in the building
Ain't no question who about
raise
sometimes the young is slain
To the kids in the p.j.'s black babies
brought up in this world where it's wild and crazy child of the Nile
future
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