Lyrics:
quick
And I'm destined for this fucking greatness, ayy
And I don't got time for a bitch
That's gonna slow a nigga like me down (yeah, yeah)
'Cause
at large
Stroke my ego in interviews
That's a media massage
Look how quick he leaks huh
Thats a Julian Assange
See I'm quick to catch a snitch
Pree my
this invite back
Slow, don't kill me slow
Don't kill me slow
No, never never
No, don't kill me slow
No, never never
Kill me quick
Kill me
quick, put you up
Bitch you know what up
Rock One, yeah keep it up
Nuk stuck with me through the clutch
I ain't never seen him switch it up
Villy tell
white we might mail you something
Me, I'm straight raw hood with it
Be at your door quick four on your jaw I got a new lick
My click a murderer niggas who
niggas tryna talk to me forget what they say
She'll ride for a nigga, she a down ass chick
Run them other chicks to the exit quick
Let them niggas
say
She'll ride for a nigga, she a down a** chick
Run them otha' chicks to the exit quick
Let them niggas hate
They gon' hate but them niggas can't tell
niggas tryna talk to me forget what they say
She'll ride for a nigga, she a down ass chick
Run them other chicks to the exit quick
Let them niggas
of them chicks to the exit quick
Let the hate
They gon hate but them z can't tell me shit
Let her meet my mama
She don't be with all that drama
Spend
for a cab
I hit mike told 'em "Send the wire to the buyers"
Word got 'round like we were handin' out flyers!
And them things went as quick
the chains that bind me.
Won't back down
Won't turn my head around
Quick take a recess
Oops, take another breath
Guess who, whose you, better take
a long time
for MC Lyte to drop another dope rhyme
Well I deliver as quick as you call my name
I'm beyond the hype, beyond the fame
So now, I prove
Watch them go one two three
I'm so happy and so is she
In a 'Danceband'
Show slow quick quick slow
Heel to hell and toe to toe
In a 'Danceband'
When you get out
He's taking your place
(Are you cuckoo)
A guy that is slick
Who can be quick
Who's got a good face
(Are you cuckoo)
But what's in
the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
You're gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn into the wick
Ooo, Barracuda?
"Sell me,
the playground
But cash burn quick, don't wanna have to turn trick
Ready to quit 'til she met the super pimp
Flashing his toothy smile that drove little lucy wild
gone come up if we just make this quick move
Lay it all on the line
Hit'em in the body and da dome
Left the after party wit the chrome
Come up wit
with me but she yankin' me to go ahead
Thinking that she want me but she always playin' scared
Sit nigga sit
Trip a bitch go get her
Quick
where I come from
You gotta be tough
Cause niggas'll call your bluff quick enough
Cause if your hood is like my hood, you gotta think quick
Shit stink,
took a hug to the next level, try to spit that
Counterfeit, nice shit put on the act trick
Try to get a quick kiss and you got snapped quick
I tried
banged up on your TV
Your girl pulled her panties off real quick, tryin to see me
She wants an autograph, a part with my anal staff
You scream test
the crew
I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash
I see an old man, I'm gonna rob him with the quick-fast
Give me your motherfuckin' loot, papi
I'm gonna get
style a likk
The quality–him affi come back quick- Cause
Murder meh wrote and meh nuh tek back meh chat
Shuffle deh deck meh a deh queen ina deh
a rind in your racist ass quick
The cool in the south team up with the north
And blow that biggot off his fucking horse
So put away your goddamn twan
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