Lyrics:
M1OnTheBeat
Woi
Yes (M1OnTheBeat)
Yes
Woi
Again and again again and again
Yeah
Yo
Chubbs might jam this yute for a chain
And give it to a sweet one
growing up
She had a dead beat momma
And a dead beat dad
She go and shake, shakes quick in the club
Drop it like it's hot
I tell my kids what to do
the stuff that like white people like
We had a piano
Somethin' bad ass, like, uh, I don't know
Like uh, REO Speedwagon or somethin'
Hell yeah
Ayo, I
my crew tight enough (ah)
Give me the time, I'm writin' up (uh, yeah)
It stands out on the highway
Like a creature from another time
Hold me by
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
Shake up
Shake up
Shake for me
She got cake that's savoury
Two buns in the bakery
Got one that's made for me
Capsize I'mma sail init
Got a leak put
at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up for
somethin' there's some checks you owe us
I expect that payment, nothin' less or over
I don't need them favors that you ask me for
I could give two fucks
at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up for
off your dreams, but it's harder to finish
They gon' hate me for my ambition
I was raised by Wale and them
Get on the beat and let it breathe like
yourself at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up
to journey for herb
Always tellin' somebody to smoke somethin'
True indeed
[Chorus: x2]
The one that's flowin' fluently
Make yo baby say goo to me
What
The Nu Cru Revue
La la la la yeah that's what I like
La la la la yeah that's what I like
Can the nu cru review get live for you?
I dont
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
And two ehm
Every Friday night we like to cool at the jams
And if the MC ain't workin, I smack the mic out his hands
If the beat ain't slammin
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
oh hey hey hey, hold on.
Yeah, that's the one by me, yo. Yeah. {the beat starts}
They just don't know, I'm in the strip club tonight.
I ain't
know that he lost the plot, what can I say?
Truth's truth when denied or not, like its true crews ride the cock
Fair enough, the way that the beat bump
to stop Trillville and Three 6, Hell no
I know by now someone told you about the cracker in Memphis
Three 6 picked up two years ago, the shit was
baby I need 2 like
I want you and your boo
I be going crazy in the Stu
Shake it , lemme see what it can do
I being going crazy on these beats
All of my
Yeah, mmm, turn the beat up a lil' bit
Yeah, it should never be one nigga that's the head of the crew
'Cause if that one nigga go to jail, fall,
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
fakers acting like they gon' shoot somethin
The coupe that I copped the other day was 2 somethin
If I mash on the gas that bitch go bout 2 somethin
Young
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