Lyrics:
to cut the grass
So if I hurt your self-esteem
And you get dissed too bad (Yo why you diss me?)
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
the same moms and dads
Who got mad when I asked if they liked violence?"
And told me that my tape taught 'em to swear?
What about the make-up
You allow
hard to make a dollar hurt
All we need is good green and some Bou Lou
Five to one so i'ts guaranteed you can do you
'Zilla keep the heater just in case
Yeah uh
You know what this is
The fat gangsta!
(Chorus)
Maybe its the TS chain (I got em right)
Maybe its that Escalade (Come get em right)
I dress to impress
Got dept on my chest
I Wear ts spiffy like a suit vest
If I was graded by my fit I'll pass every test
This drip is tragic
Top ts
Sun
I had to tell them I ain't second to none
And I told about equality
Ain't it true either you're wrong or you're right
Whoo, ah
But, if
First time I Saw you baby,
you did something to me,
That no one else has ever done. ( Ooh )
Something in you eyes,
Caught me by surprise,
and told
son?
Hmm, he ever ask about me?
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket?
If I could just
If I could just see you
Can't
tequila
Will make you high and free
A kaleidoscope from my eyes
Booze and colors white in dispute
With all of this fuming inside i cannot hide
To have
4 dat I can't thak ya enuff
Just be thankful 4 all ya got
If it's just a little bit it's all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay
graduation..
Ah yeaah?!! I'ts a ... it's a Fillmore, isn't it? Real futuristic, ah.. I dig the fins... listen: do you know how to get to the ah Hollywood Inn
fine
(If white)
Tipper Gore was a friend of mine
(America)
I love a free country
(told the truth)
The stars and stripes and an apple for mommy
I'm done waitin'
I'm done waitin', told you that I wasn't playin'
Now you hear what I been sayin', dedication
It's dedication, look
I spent my
Ayo, I'm hard to talk to, if you live I probably fought you, stalked you
Where you walked to at night, caught you then tried to extort you
New York
by the boobies, booby trapped
All white Bentley, I call that mama
My life crazy, like Obama's
You talk slick? Well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, I
it is
You and me, we can take on the world, we can be savages
I call my dealer, said, "Share the white with all of us" (light)
I told him, "We've
from cool to plain, from lame to flame
Man down or not, man plans or plots
Give a fuck what you think, we ain't moving out this spot
And I'm out
If
from cool to plain, from lame to flame
Man down or not, man plans or plots
Give a fuck what you think, we ain't moving out this spot
And I'm out
If
gangstas don't dance we boogie
I told you motherfuckas Kobe didn't take that pussy
Get money, get paid, you can beat that shit
Even if the DA is a piece'a
Said to wash the time go by.
I
My very first white girl, white girl
Uhh, call it if she just show us fine
My very first white girl, white girl
jackin' I'm still queenin'
And I'm still prayin'
You would too if you knew how these jealous bitches move
First .22 by twenty-two
They don't know
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
tell by your charm and your arm"
But I'm lookin' for the one, have you seen her?
My psychic told me she'll have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer
Hard to move on when you always regret one
I wonder sometimes
I wonder if I was wrong
Tryna do right by you got me here
Now all I am is alone
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