Lyrics:
the one that I left way behind
And plus you're cheap, you're petty, your music is trash
You need to go to the bank and get some cash
Because talking don't
shine through my livin' room
Hospitality is what I'm givin' you
Harsh reality is what I've been through
But I'm not alone, ask her and him too
approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard but still hardly rhyming
To all (rise and shine) give God the glory
I already give a percent of mine
niggas slapped him up (pussy)
Pop Smoke on top (haha)
Niggas mad as fuck (mad)
Six by six, big Benz on my wrist (grrt)
If you don't got your nails
bad
To jump right out of myself
This shits a fight on my health
The darkness is sellin but I really wana put y'all some light on the shelf
Will you
'm feelin extra extraordinary freaky
And I know you hoes wanna roll with me
I shoot by the bar - place my order
Big baller orderin all that damn water
I head
a storm
Upgraded, this ain't even my final form
Can't say you ain't been warned, you ain't on what I've been on
I live and breathe and die by this
This
'm the hardest nicca from around
My way
Verse 2: Dolla Boy
Well I'm the dolla boy got gam gallure*
You may have a lot of game but I got much more
And it all brew
in my corner, don't know where is my corner
But I gotta grab all these leaves
So I must ..
[Chorus - Wyclef Jean]
Hey, Timbaland you gotta hold
Like and I'll show you
How to turn a four door into a coupe
Gettin' all mad at me cause
Your girl gettin' loose
Yeah, it ain't no hype, I live that life
She callin' me daddy, I'm callin' her mommy
She wet like water, I ain't talkin' Dasani
You a leech, nigga get from beside me
Get head from my head,
in my corner, don't know where is my corner
But I gotta grab all these leaves
So I must ..
[Chorus - Wyclef Jean]
Hey, Timbaland you gotta hold
fine
And the only girl that you could take of mine
Is the one that I left way behind
And plus you're cheap, you're petty, your music is trash.
You
I been feeling like you's a blessing to me, baby
And what God has blessed, no man could ever take it
See, I done jumped through all kind of hoops
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
runnin' from them choppas
Tried to hide and then they caught me, gang
I leave a stain, all you hear is, "Bang, bang"
Bitch, lay down, I run that gang
substitutin crack for music
I mean dope tapes
This is how we would make it. (There it is right there)
For all you playas hustlaz ballas and even
K out on the flow, nigga, then go to sleep on it
I'm in it deep, these niggas sleep on me
I put a rapper on Fox late
I'm top two and y'all top five
So y'all must be with satan it's blatant
Hate there is no expiration date
For the stories that I do tell
I just tell em to keep the faith like
Diamond
nation, divisible by fiends
What you want? What's your vice?
It's all in what you need
Addicted to the green, in need of the speed
Uncle Sam may not endorse
fucking
All I got left is some love this shit for Ny
It ain't no touching
I said racks in or racks out
All of my bruddas making cake don't try to act out
I
Young Rich and Slick's got ya
Well in peace
I don't know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar
Maybe the music I am doin' is never
Down will come emcees fake shit and all!
Verse One: Method Man
On top I be the show shot
The bomb drop
After shot blow your bumba claat
ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by, they can see the gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And I'm ridin' with a new chick, she
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