Lyrics:
Too $hort:
If your a real hustler your sure to get rich.
[Chorus]
This is for the hustlas, come on
This is for the hustlas, oh
This is for
Lynn, bitch supposed to be in the Benz
Parked in row ten, her and that slow ho Gwen
Shoulda known she was a bitch that we both coulda boned
If posted
Stay-stay-staying close, yeah (Come close to me)
Don't be by yourself, yourself (Don't)
Let me know (Just let me know) (Yeah, yeah)
If I should slide
only half the scenario
You nag a cat, you giving him a license to fuck a hoe
When a man come home late, he want his girl to say hello
Not hear all
[Chorus]
If you want it you can have it
Baby come and get it
I'll be right here waiting for you
(Take your time, everything'll be fine)
If you
The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect
other man
All i'm thinkin bout is ends and a tight benz
But it's right there
hook
Ooooh na na na na na na
Nobody's Home Nobody's Home
(x4)
My four
We followed you home right up to your fucking door
We followed you home right up to your fucking door
I Drove by as you parked
And looked into your
the wrong numbers and wrong names
Bitch why don't you take ya ass home and quit playin games
They on that pretty shit (what) that high saditty shit (yea)
next nigga stunt gon' get dumped on
Yeah, Dawg home
I break your jaw bone
And the '8 make you lose more weight than Star Jones
Rappers don't come
All we got to do is go back home (Where?)
And turn our communities
Into productive places
All we gotta do is go back home
And make our communities
(Hook)
[Man] Pimpin is a alive, these niggas just jive
[Man] I've been stackin and mackin since '75
[Man] When I come through in the Benz hoes tell
and Benz's
Lyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance
Havin' blocks on in the livest parts known
By mankind with crime is how
old phone
I should call one and go home
I've been in this club too long
The woman that I would try
Is happy with a good guy
But I've been drinkin'
want me to want you, you want me to need you
You want me beg and stay by my side
You want me to chase you, you want me to lace you
You want me to just
nigga's dead
Come get revenge
We getting money
We ridin in the benz
We drive cars
We fuck your hoes
We taking charge
We gettin dough
Yall niggas pussy
We
fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no
love how I talk
Mannerisms, demeanor, everything
Yeah, man
Come on, y'all know I keep that Godfather in full effect
I pull up solo by myself
I'ma
Its a long way home
At the end of the road
I'll be pavin' my own way
To the top I'll be here to stay
So take my name
Remember this face
Keep
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
hell gettin' sexed by Marilyn Manson
You lie, you deny, pass me the microphone
I guess like Eddie Murphy you was givin 'em a ride home
Yeah right, 25
I need a two-seated Benz
Moving fast ya I book it
This just the hooptie my friend
You can tell by the smell
I need the clock just to stop
This got me
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
[Chorus]
If you want it you can have it
Baby come and get it
I'll be right here waiting for you
(Take your time, everything'll be fine)
If you
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