Lyrics:
me dumb got me drugged cause the sex though
So good I wanna show her like an expo
I can't leggo leggo my Eggo.
Your my number one your my pebble
Your
This the crack file chronicles, Explorer Nautica
Eddie Bauer Expo, AR silencer
Vibrant like the spring colors, rapping 'bout them teen murders
Rapping
fine-ine, ine
Flown the expo, knock, knock, knock at the door
But nigga was paranoid, so I grabbed my gun bucked it at the door
Ooh-wee, shit happens, my
good for you and me to check in
I met with the gal from Expo
And they do have the "slab" cabinets in white
She thinks we can take the measurements
good for you and me to check in
I met with the gal from Expo
And they do have the "slab" cabinets in white
She thinks we can take the measurements
show my rap expo
Will there be a next episode? I guess so
Those that halved out, wanted to have clout
What they mad about? Must be a cash route
Presto, shit we got a expo of bitches in here
Whyling like a bunch of lesbo bitches
The best show of bitches, so electro bitches, c'mon
Get on your mark,
the Farasauno
We swimmin with these sharks, yo I raked body guard
Stamp my initial in your birthmark, P.L.O
Plus like a calico, tally ho
Black expo
to the BRE Convention in New Orleans
And when I returned to KC I started recording hella with Frozen Image
Which lead to me doing Black Expo shows in our
swallow your tongue
HOW?!? I'll tell ya later, pop your ass Miss Kezy
Where we headed? Venice Beach
Gotta go pick up our greasy ex-po po martial arts
for you and me to check in
I met with the gal from Expo
And they do have the "slab" cabinets in white
She thinks we can take the measurements
Down
go pick up our greasy ex-po po martial arts expert
Money on grip and desperate, nuttin' to be reckoned with
I tell you motherfuckers she`s a fool
Hall expo, intellect you red pro
Son trifling fuck, wildflower on the cycling
Pick up the brew thought I was Michael an'
Mics are writin' pool, now,
Hall expo, intellect you red pro
Son trifling fuck, wildflower on the cycling
Pick up the brew thought I was Michael an'
Mics are writin' pool, now,
sharing the same cell
I shouted out, "Free the Expo '67"
Till they stepped on my hair, and they told me I was fat
Now I'm very big, I'm a big important
rap expo
Will there be a next episode? I guess so
Those that halved out, wanted to have clout
What they mad about? Must be a cash route
MC's
and swerve
Stay wit it
Niggas in the club stay hatin it
'Cause I put my mack down and I skated it
[Chorus: x2]
You can catch me at the expo
We'll take the funk out of the expo
We still get crunk
We slidin' through em .22s with our screens on blade
And these devils cant fade us, we went n'
takes, to get the Expos and Tahoes
And only God knows, what they gon' hit us with next
They tryin'a scare us off the set, cuttin' off welfare checks
fuck a rap competition
Gat expo, get a grip and never let go
The tet blows, the rapper Noyd said, "That ass is wet though"
Triple P, paranoid plus
Edison bills high like they smoking
Some are up town
It's like an expo
Like some exposed skin
Like a triple x show
Me and my dawgs flee
We don't need
the Expo
I'm city sharp, buy the mink to the floor
Damn natural, never walk from the store
Gimmie a minute, and get down with a pro
P. I. M. P. P. O. get
written by rookies working Montreal Expos
I don't care if you act wild, bring your raps to the studio
I'm a get in your booty, yo
I'm a set up a bag
eyes
grippin' them Heinekens, they don't know where they been
Baby got back see, rollin' like ten deep
But you look for good luck, swing in the Expo G
I
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