Lyrics:
Yeah, boy
Dem better ring the alarm, boy
Dem know what's coming, boy
Buck, buck, buck
Haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, fuckin
(and go what?), fuckin' crazy (that's right)
I-I-I-I-I-I keep on hopin' (I'm ready), we'll eat cake by the ocean (ah, yeah)
Red velvet, vanilla,
blood 'til I say, bitch
Bloodstained, walking out of the mist
Head severed, hair gripped in my fist
Fuck what you think like Jadakiss
Just watch how
That's my fuckin' best friend, that's my fuckin' right hand
That's my fuckin' throw-up-in-the-bathroom-but-still-love-them
That's my fuckin' best friend,
was
Before you painted all my nights
A color I've searched for since
But one thing after another
Fuckin' situation, circumstances
Miscommunications
to you, hey
Do you know what I'm thinkin' 'bout
Listen
I can imagine havin' my arms around you back
(We're just eye fuckin', eye fuckin')
And I can
at the crib-o
Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I'm fuckin' with her, I don't really
Like this!
Fuckin' they nose like this
It's like this
Like that? Like that
Like this!
These bitches in competition (what what)
But ain't gon'
Woo, oh, she looks so beautiful, don't you agree?
Girl, you know what I think you should do right now?
You should just take off all of your
"Ok, sure. Uhh, by the way, what is this for?"
[Signing receipt]
[F2:] "Just so I could have proof for my friends that
I met the biggest fuckin
Ay, ay
Ru-ru-run-run, here come the menaces to sobriety, like what?
Super thuggers thumpin' on the cut
What-what, what-what? My motherfuckin'
Brandy and Monica walked in and caught me fuckin' Aaliyah (what? Oh my God!)
I splish splash while I'm takin' a bath
Grab a handful of pills, break 'em
Brandy and Monica walked in and caught me fuckin' Aaliyah (what? Oh my God!)
I splish splash while I'm takin' a bath
Grab a handful of pills, break 'em
could be chocolate or vanilla
And find yourself in the presence of a fuckin' killer
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah, yeah
By, my, side
To all the niggas tryin'
Yo
(Uh huh)
Yeah, (ay yo), yeah
Chamber Music, fuckin' the party up in (yo)
Come on! You know what it is
(Thou must bust shots all the time,
alive
What a beautiful feelin' i put my vest on
Right after I put on my draws
It's a habit I'm always prepared for war
See, my life's like some shit
You
Knowin' I could rap circles around you, what, you as nuts as me?
Plus I can sing better than you and I don't fuckin' sing
And probably play guitar better,
What it take for cats to hush they mouth
This one official
Come on clown prove it's still an issue
Streets is ours, have ya homies weepin cause they
to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me
Yeah, know what?
I'll make, you and your wack mans fold like bad hands
Roll like
around with these niggas?
What the fuck is their culture?
Where the fuck is their souls at?
What defines you?
These niggas with these fuckin' silly looks
jeans
I just ripped these jeans
With a triplebeam, you ain't seen me
On my team, what's love?
By my fuckin' self (By my fuckin' self)
I don't need no
(Prohoezak Music)
Every time I twist one up
You always need to come right on by (come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money
But you
talk
Let's get this shit clear lil' nigga
I run New York
I wake up, stare at the ceilin'
I'm alive, what a beautiful feelin'
I put my vest on right
kill motherfucker
Kill fuckin' kill fuckin' motherfucker
(Bing bing, bong bong)
"Everything is either owned, or controlled
By the state" (Bing bing, bong
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