Lyrics:
of the budget
And I'm a must of the crunk shit
YOU GET DOWN
You don't know the meaning of dope anyhow
You probably think I'm a joke by now
But we got more clay
Y'all know what this is (D-Block!)
Oh yeah, by the way
This is the remix (Woo!)
[Chorus]
You can kiss your ass goodbye (d-block, d-block,
trust her
Then don't bring her around me 'cause (I'm a flirt)
Now swear to tell the truth
And the whole truth
When it comes to hoes I be pimping
All that
Government come and take it all back
All back
You better tell them niggas fall back
Fall back
Or they can occupy a ball bat
Ball bat
Cause time
bitch you fuck her
OK? We only got one life to live
You hear me? You come here, soldier
You come here! Don't make me grab you by
The neck i want you - you
brown tee
Muhammad throwback, who sport a jersey by Ali
And if he made one (Hell naw they don't excite me)
I'm all about my cash ridin' around wit
the mortician, you know that shovel is on me
To put em in the earth, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I'm all about the Benjy's
But that bring jealousy and envy
are colder than Sweden
So Boy Better Know that it’s gun season
Don't think I'm wearing gloves for no reason
Kill Devilman and dump him in Neasden
My
do no frontin
Come with my money
Ion do no frontin
I got da gun
You better run
I got da gun
You better run
I got da gun
You better run
I got da gun
You
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
and sound
Come like Jah moon and some beware
Take my stand always prepare
_ They stand and don't even care
Yo me doh take that from no one
Give thanks
right here
Get mind right, your money light
Don't make me come out there
Snatch your whore and get it done right there
Little niggas ain't ready for
You better learn dude
yeah I heard you but I'ma hurt you
but you don't know? My versatile, is a virtue
Ruff Ryders be the team, which means
A lot
right here
Get mind right, your money light
Don't make me come out there
Snatch your whore and get it done right there
Little niggas ain't ready for
her
Then don't bring her around me 'cause (I'm a flirt)
Now swear to tell the truth
And the whole truth
When it comes to hoes I be pimping like I
, by-by-by, Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah!
[Jamal-Ski] {best guess}
Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em
Come follow me the man me work for the mic
They
don't
And you don't and you don't and you don't
And you don't and you don't stop
This feelin' is unmatched
This feelin' is brought to you
By adrenaline
of surprise
and wicked heart, I must put you down
burning you with words power and sound
Verse: 2
Come like Jah moon and some beware
take my stand always
and sound wack
Fake every single day but never hesitate to yell facts
I hope you rats get your tails caught by a house cat
What happened in that hotel room
a landslide
I could hit a home-run with one hand tied
I'll survive an explosion from a landmine
Fake energy is I can't stand by
So don't be talkin to me like
cup overflow and it nuh run empty
Me buy toyota, so di next one is bentley
Di remix must feature bounty (Killer)
Touch down Ghana, fly inna business
the faces of the poor,
But there'll come a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the people in the street.
In a sane society
I I I I
Verse1
Must say
I don’t if you can dance with me
I I
If you can put your hands on me
I I
If you can even stand with me
I I I I
Must say
I
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
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