Lyrics:
Baby let's go to the mall
Baby you can have it all
All these clothes
Take em off
I'm uniting yo bra
You in da back of my car
I wanna see you tomorrow
you'll catch more blunts than Archie Bunk
First of all you get a fat bag of ism
From uptown, any local store sells the shit friend
Purchase
damn)
Is you my fan or my enemy, nigga?
My money too grown to be kiddin' with niggas (it long)
I bidded with niggas, play tunk on the bunk
One nigga
of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for
I'm someone else
Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt (Yup)
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off
She don't know how
north
Stocky young fella, running his lips on how he set it off
Then heard that shit, plus got that kite
Money got murdered in his bunk that night
Yeah it's just me and my sawed-off shotgun,
I dun now call him 'Leatherface'
I'm headed for the west heard they got a couple banks in town
That ain't
and my sawed-off shotgun,
I dun now call him 'Leatherface'
I'm headed for the west heard they got a couple banks in town
That ain't been held up yet, well
served up
When I get it, I'll spit enough, aim sturdy
Cut it up, gut it up, with colds cuts
And in a oven I'll heat it up, came dirty
I be off'a that
is rotten fruit
But Top don't sign niggas who mumble
Or rap like Dr seuss
I open fire on my enemies, that's case closed
The bottom bunk's the only time
wasn't slime, nigga
Laid inside my bunk, I slept with murder on my mind, nigga
I'ma knock them niggas off like back-to-back, bitch, when it's time, nigga
The man above was a murderer the man below was a thief
And I lay there in the bunk between ailing beyond belief
A weary armful of skin and bone
We busted the bunk bed
We all do what Anne says
Tore down some paper
rolled up the rugs
Brass dish stuck to it
Spread out melted candle
Some had
Utaarde ye diamonds, you can’t pull em off
Mat kar cocaine, you can’t pull it off
Patola ne penha tha V.S, she took it off yeh
Uski figure thi
north
Stocky young fella, running his lips on how he set it off
Then heard that shit, plus got that kite
Money got murdered in his bunk that night
Can get it off by tomorrow
It's wicked when my favorite uncle kick it
Fiends trying to kick the addiction
Of sucking glass dicks
Vivid images go against
wack
All my cuts are bunk
They said I live in a slum
My father's a bum
They said my sister's a crackhead
My brother's drinkin' rum
But I
Oh, the age of the inmates
I remember quite freely:
No younger than twelve,
No older 'n seventeen.
Thrown in like bandits
And cast off like
Finally out the motherfuckin see-p-t
Off to other cities and shit
No longer just an underground hit
Movin thangs... a local nigga made good
Finally out the motherfuckin see-p-t
Off to other cities and shit
No longer just an underground hit
Movin thangs... a local nigga made good
ain't the same in they town
And as fucked up as it may sound (in my hood)
It's 2 ways to make it happen off the streets
Balling on the courts
is in the building
Penthouse fashion, ordered out room service
It looked bugged cause the waiter looked nervous
Lift off the lid, seen two shiny
money? Then check this out, your pop in the trunk
Three mil in a month but I just did three years on a bunk
Oh, you in a slump? I'm headed to Oakland
south funk when I clown out punk-ass
Police want to call dogs and sound off pumps
I short your blaupunkts if you thump my tape
Yo dial funk if
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