Lyrics:
gallon
Of laxatives by accident just to shit on you has-beens
Had it been for my past tense, I wouldn't be rapping
See these streets made me, broke me
day slips by
I've got to fix my mind
Because the mind's maligned
With I mean mine
I've got to turn it around
Got to give back
Because this self centered
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
Miss Fanny Bright was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank, misfortune seemed his lot
He got into a drifting bank, and then we got upsot
to get it got to get it
This is heroin medicine that morphine flow
My gun go off nigga and everybody know
I hold it down with the pound 3n57 ways
There's a party
I'm up in the club and I'm drinking I'm drunk off the Alize
As I hear the record spins it seems to take over me
So I move side to side
Nickel Da O.J. Da Glove
I got a Posse of Insane Clowns
Blow your brains on your opposite ear
And ask you how your brain sound
Bad, Evil, we go Alfred
broken silence
By thunder crashing in the dark (Crash in the dark)
And this broken record
Spin endless circles in the bar (Spin 'round in the bar)
This
I take too long
To answer telephones
I take too long to type my name
And record messages
But my handwriting is excellent
In fact it's second
5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J
Tell them n***** to bet against
a second job
Gone with the sun 'til six o'clock
Whatever it took to get by, she was gonna do
Didn't dawn on me back then but now I see
Without them, I
You ain't goin' nowhere
Gonna sit by this pool until you fall in
Didn't know what you were getting into
When you walked into this room
Did you,
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
'd) Motherfucker comes out
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd) Sells a couple of million records
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd) And these motherfuckers hit
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
sense! She reminds me of J Lo!
Record Co. Guy#2: Yeah, but she's younger and spicier!
J Lo: Taco taco, burrito burrito, taco taco!
Record Co. Guy#1: I
It's time to leave it alone
So I don't think we're gonna beat this postcard home
We're down to the worm in the bottle
The chips and the salsa are
get this party started
Blind-sided by the blitz
Come on baby it's on
I couldn't wait to get on this
You ain't no quiet storm
I'm gonna tell it
this party started
Blind-sided by the blitz
Come on baby it's on
I couldn't wait to get on this
You ain't no quiet storm
I'm gonna tell it like it is
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cuz I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love from
and pick up all the cash
You danced all night, girl, you deserve it
Yeah, last time they seen this shit was BMF
I know Big Meech and J-Bo, they was
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
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