Lyrics:
lil' wiser, maybe a lil' more violent
Blame it on America
Fuck it
I'm pulling off the lot, I bought it cash
Her future bright, don't give a fuck
back
Mrs mary Mack, all rolled in pack, roll up
She let me hit, straight from the back
And oh, I think I love that bitch
I think I love that bitch
I
Dre, I don't like yo attitude)
These voices, these voices, I hear them
And when they talk, I follow, I follow
I follow, I follow all these voices
Meet
another Cell
Shiet I set my mind at a the early age
I was gon' be paid or early graved
Whatta fuck I got-ta have, blocks to smash
Lots a cash, drop sum
the boys break they necks when I walk on by
Fat ol? ass, thick ol? thighs
Mrs.Trina, baddest bitch, that's right
Diamond princess running 3.0.5
I still
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all
on the rocketship take it off
If you wanna take a lil trip, gotta get wit Blunt G. dogg
I don't feel like less than a million. I wanna live life lavishly
Fuck the up
(why?)
'Cause a trick's a bitch
And my dick's constantly in her mouth
Turnin' them trick-ass hoes the fuck out, now
I once had a bitch named Mandy
(why?)
'Cause a trick's a bitch
And my dick's constantly in her mouth
Turnin' them trick-ass hoes the fuck out, now
I once had a bitch named Mandy
lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt
Yeah, I can't trust no one so I be on my lonely
She say I fuck around, that's why she keep ignorin' me
You tyin'
Keep it light, Mr. Cooler, do it right, now come on, nigga
Cannot see me, me, me, me, me, what them fuckers thinking? (Fucker)
Into the night, I
Yeah (goin' dummy on these hoes)
Yeah, yeah (AyoAA)
Hey miss, I'm your Mr. Miyagi
I'ma come and kick it in the Balenciagi
Don't text me in
Yeah, I got the fire on me, I keep the chopper close by
That's just my philosophy
Misery loves company and I don't need the misery
House full
everybody meet Mr. Me Too
Been two years, like I was paddy wagon cruisin'
The streets was yours, you're dunce cappin' and kazooin'
I was just assumin'
'm on that mile high shit
Without Denver, I'm going to November
Earth, wind, fire, I'm all for September
George Lopez puto, you remember
Now I'm stalked by
up round my fingers
Lil mama wet as Aquafina
Send them hoes like Angelina
Like em black
I like 'em yella
I like 'em red
I like the meat
I
I'm the fuckin' man, y'all don't get it, do you?
Type of money, everybody actin' like they knew you
Go Uptown, New York City, bitch
Them Spanish
I just robbed a lil' nigga (ooh)
I just robbed a lil' nigga
And took that nigga bitch
I just robbed a lil' nigga
And took that nigga bitch
I
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
I'ma put it in my face if the pussy taste like water
I just popped a Perc, I'm tryna put dick on your daughter
First I had they ear, now I have they heart
Rappers came and went, I've been here from the start
I seen them put it together, watched them take it apart
It's the real shit, yeah
500 Degreez this time, bitch
Yessir, yessir, throw them Ws up
You already know (yeah, yeah)
You see me? I eat, sleep,
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby
Hopefully, we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own
Swords nigga
So I can finish killin' them
If you want music to drive-By
Torment minds like yours and Dr dre
But all I think about is S-K-I
(exaggerate
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