Lyrics:
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Stan Smith
Stay with me Sam smith
Yeah you can't play with me
If it's real I'll give you everything cash plus my kidneys
Yeah I will
Action this a movie
be freakin'
In the middle of the weekend
Yay Yeah
Remember it was you
Tryna get with me
You were by my side when I was playin' hard to keep
When I
We'll be creepin'
We'll be freakin'
In the middle of the weekend
Yay Yeah
Remember it was you
Tryna get with me
You were by my side when I was playin'
a wondering what she'll do
Now all the crazy things I had to try
Well I tried them all and then some
If you look you one day you will find out
Where it is
I said, Who am I
Some will die by suicide
Who Am I
Can we move it to the side
On a ride
I know what to do tonight
I know what to do tonight
Freakin
around the hood do the gangsta lean
'Cause we can fuck any time of day it's all good for me
Mami wanna get out on the weekend, do a little freakin'
Go
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a label-mate
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
layers like orange peels
Sacha Baron Cohen, Ferrell, where am I going with this?
Oh yeah, I bar at will
And when you throw the iron in it, I'm all that
inside my head
Will I fall beneath the bed
Will like everything I do come back and bite me in the end
And will I make it by the pain and lies you say
San-jaya, now who wanna try us
That four-five will spit
I'll slump you in the driver seat
And make you really ghost ride the whip
It's real talk, shade
now
It can't stop me now,
Ohhh
I,
I'll get by
I,
I'll survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
here gone
Nothin done by bitches is neutral, they will love you then they will stoop low
When the time's get hard just so you know it doesn't matter if
up where they stay
I feel like cap cause ima legend will smith wit ah weapon
I want let ya get the best of me I wipe ya nose fa
I'm good in every
to the T-O-P
Then I will be D-O-N with the E
I rock New Jersey and N.Y.C.
Whether it's at a club or a block party
To my man Capri, Starchild and Brucie Bee
still need you in my life
Problem
Children
Dressed in the prada
Kill them
If they mess with the shogun (Show, gun)
Will smith (We’ll smith)
To the head
They say what comes around go around
And when you least expect it shit be goin' down
For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes, they will
Verse Four: Too $hort
I'm Shorty the Pimp, I come funky
Again and again, they say when will it end?
Maybe never, cause I can still spit it
But I
was freakin' out, so excited for our first date
Now I'm freakin' out because I didn't want us to end
Cuz it's so sad to realize, each time I'll shut my
Got a foreign bitch with 2 last names
Like Jada Pinkett Smith (Like Jada Pinkett)
Yeah I got a glock; Not no smith (Smith)
I'm in LA like Will Smith
again, Arnold (But it worked, Dad!)
You're stretching the truth again and you know it
Don't be a Fibbing Fran, Arnold (Joseph Smith?)
Because a lie is
Wizard Prince Paul
The Human Mix Machine
On the microphone I'm the Ebony Chief Daddy-O
And it goes a little somethin like this
[ *Wise starts beatboxing*
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