Lyrics:
to a nigga unless its bout business
I pull up and hawk me a nigga white chalk me a nigga
This choppa gon come for your kidney
I'm in the bushes and shit like
What would it take to push a man (Slim Shady)
Far enough to put somethin' material over a human life?
What would drive someone completely over
and the whole republican crew
And the democratic
Get the automatic
Had it with red, white, and blue
And do's and don'ts
I'm breaking all the rules of chasin'
don't charge me
Plus niggas like dogs to broads in white T's
Outside it's a fight over me
'Cause I'm with niggas like, "Yeah, you better get it right"
Performed by Kruger & Tutu
Music & Lyrics written by Matt M Kruger
All rights reserved
I come from Africa,
where the children's hands are always
ok
And I can dance better than any kid n' play
Play that funky music Come on Come on
Play that funky music, white boy
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
so they can get some Nike’s and some plain white Ts
When they see you man they ask you what’s your body count
You like 5 6
Nigga I’m 10 12
On the route
to fill the whole forest
Alice goes behind a tree for fear of being run over, and watches them go by. They trip over something or other, and whenever one
I said "Mama, he's crazy and he scares me
But I want him by my side
Though he's wild and he's bad
And sometimes just plain mad
I need him to keep
I said "Mama, he's crazy and he scares me
But I want him by my side
Though he's wild and he's bad
And sometimes just plain mad
I need him to keep
solid white line
and that Cadillac in my mirror
Then she gave me the Bright Headlights
she was blowin’ her horn
she said move on over
but I just kept
You don't know me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin' flam when they come to a jam?
Here I am, here I am, the Method Man
Patty cake, patty
Co-log-nuh!
Galoot co-log-uh-nuh!
Thing-fish: (spoken)
Oh! do yoseff a favum 'n don't use it! oooooooh! look at these ugly suckers! boy, when white folks come
Spark by Legin
I really hope these strings will communicate my heart/
And if they don't I just pray that they'll be a start/
What I can't say I place
my bust down look like a blizzard (blizzard)
I just took Viagra and it turned me to a wizard
Who that bitch over there? (Huh?)
Tell her come here,
Can I come over
Come over
Come over
Come over
Can I come over
Come over
Come over
Can I come
Ya
Never wanted you to leave
Only wanted to
Alleviate
(Sign here)
(Here)
(And uh here)
(And initial here)
(Good)
Dinner party at sins table
Nights host was so pale and plain
He said, run the game boy
to The States, steady tryna win the race
Put some plain powder in the place (powder)
Stylish with his no face
I don't want the bust down, I want the plain
spending I ain't fuckn up my cash
Ion wanna hit the club Im forever Pushing P Pistol Packing do no lacking keep that bx in arms reach
Ts in me it ain't
Sittin down goin over all my flaws,
The do’s, the don’ts,
I won’t,
I can’t,
Fuck this up,
I’m on a mission like a motherfucka went missing,
My
Written by Julia Fordham
I have been imagining myself
Under you over you outside you
I have been happy in my thinking
Drive me to the mountains
slump
Face down, shot five or six times
With my kid and her mama in the cop's car crying, and I'm dying
Stop lying, it's a black and white thang
Would
You
Come
And
Visit my grave
Down in the soil
I'm withered away
After my wave
Would you come over and chill by the tomb
This is my room
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