Lyrics:
put an extra lime on my water glass (I'm so sorry)
An hour later here she come by walking past
(I hate to be a pest but my son would love your
jack king who knew every kind of queen
From the bar room brides to the train wrecks between
The morning after regrets, and the lets just be friends
in
uh yo uh yo
Aye yo, I'm old school like Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah
Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger
That means bring it back, NY
The room smells like fresh hand made tortillas
He recognized the tattoos of a real big Maui brother
Known for bad news when his cash rules
Are you familiar
line
If God's up there he's in a cold dark room
The heavenly host are just the cold dark moons
He bent down and made the world in seven days
And ever
to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah work the glass
Hard on 'em pimp yeah I work the task
And when they
pirouettes and fawns
By the light of the street lamp moon
When my trunk is filled with taffeta
Those "Big time" hacks won't laugh at us
When my taps are made
because I tell it like it is
But you know by now that I don't care if I offend them hoes
Big deal
I'm sort of a big deal
I'm eating the big meals
I go for
small dicks
(Nah that ain't us, yo)
We just want to fuck with niggas with big dicks
(Yeah, that's us)
(I want some good pussy)
Big dicks
(Some good
tears and hugged your mom
Before the longest bike home
And summer locked in my room
We miss you, we miss you, we miss you, we miss you
Midnight drinking
I knew she the devil when I heard her voice Poison
Pull up in the scat pack or the wagon I got choices
Neighbors talking wreck less till we came they
I'd be a two-for-one, good-for-nothin'
A hellbent and heart-breakin' fool
I'd be nowhere fast, wrong side of the stained glass
Wreck on a local
I'd be a two-for-one, good-for-nothin'
A hellbent and heart-breakin' fool
I'd be nowhere fast, wrong side of the stained glass
Wreck on a local
to live since I was kid
Playing in the yard with a 30-06
House look like a gun range
Room look like a gun store
Either you're gonna know my name
Or niggas
just getting by
45 years old thinking
What have I achieved?
Parents and teacher would agree
I've under-achieved
The elephants in the room are eating
the glass house
Smoking that San Fernando some can't
Handle and pass out (I think he's dead)
We ride crowds, while high above the clouds
You buy it by
snatch that chain off yo neck(Blitz), hittaz on deck hittaz on deck hittaz on deck....
Verse 1: fuck all that talkin we creepin we stalkin, big draco back
By me and my motherfuckin big bro
[BG Knocc Out]
Now Gangsta Dresta can you come and wreck the set ?
[Dresta]
Yes!
[BG Knocc Out]
Now can you
hill
Glass eye leading the dragoons for the kill
But we outrun ‘um, outfought ‘um
By Christ we outthought ‘um,
But the Frenchman and the Port’o’gee
Got
with medal
Gold and rosé, white and high yellow
Name so big it got a echo, wreck the Mecca
Steppin' on your puny profit
Rocket to a second guesser
see it'd be
Twenty-two or so, older soldier on my team
I put you in my video
And give you plenty of dough
By my hotel room, Four fifty four
Hope that
B Side, B side, ha, check it
So, So Def Bad Boy collaboration
The Notorious BIG in the house
We got Da Brat in the house
And me, y'all know who I be
the flesh
"In the flesh"
Soul Brother supreme to catch wreck in the flesh
So check one two and a mic test
Now clear the room, I scoped you with
limes of grass
Drive-bys and rags
And representin' red and blue flags
See I got fools from the ghetto
Like my cousin' Jimmy wear permanent metals
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