Lyrics:
the O, the N-E, say
I'm a ruthless N-I double-G A
'Cause I'm gamin on a female that's gamin on me
You know I spell girl with a B
A brother like me is
B L O N D E
I'm your Blonde Baby
B L O N D E
I'm your Blonde Baby
B L O N D E
I'm your Blonde Baby
Corrupted by the society
Why can't you let me be
[Chorus: Method Man]
N.Y.C., is all I see
O.D.B., nigga, R.I.P. (konichiwa bitches)
This Killa Beez on ya M.I.C.
You want it all, well then y'all like me
bullshittin'
Dope - like a pound or a key
So shut the fuck up and listen to me
I make a killin'
I got money to the ceilin' [why's that?]
Cuz I'm
hitting that,
She send it back,
She drop it low,
We about to blow.
Me and N-E-dash-Y-O yo girl know.
She so Ciara,
So eve,
So Mariah,
So Be,
She so
dastardly deeds that YOU do, dummy
Despite your degradations, +Dialect+ distributed by disc
$12.95 for record and $10.95 for tape
E - E is for
stick up your chaperone's
It's a dirty dog world, say it louder
Every Friday I'm bein' chased by Craig's father
That's why I'm on the low like pro
And my
I drive a bucket
And won't think nuttin' of it
She can ride or walk, either leave it or love it
I show her that I'm not the O, the N-E, say
I'm
and lovers, give a call, make a match, by the sound of a voice
why O you N G, F are double E, a-a-and single, s-s-s-single
Why O you N G, F are double E
Cause I will rock say immediately
That's why I'm chillin in the L-I-N-D, E with the N
with the MC street
You will agree it's me, cause I rock a funky
You went O.T started makin M-O-N-E-Why
All my good niggas gotta die
But shit could last forever
I wish (???) was pleasure
'Cause when you die
Verse
A to B then C to D
E and F then G
Verse 2
H and I then J to K
L M N O P
Chorus
Q R S T U V
W X Y and Z
Bridge
Now you know your ABCs
Sing
Verse
A to B then C to D
E and F then G
Verse 2
H and I then J to K
L M N O P
Chorus
Q R S T U V
W X Y and Z
Bridge
Now you know your ABCs
Sing
the be-O-N-E see-Town to the D-Town Its a Midwest thang we let em hang to the grees-ound Smokin trees by the P's-ound Blowing big with my niggas, muthafuckas
the rawest in town
Cause I'm a (Thug By Nature), strictly for the paper
Ain't nobody steppin' to Steve (B-O-N-E)
I come with the ones, I come with the guns
L be dub, E N T
I just thought, I'd breathe on y'all for a quick second
Matter a fact, lemme holla at chy'all
Make girls fall out, lose they
Boy y'all ain't got shit on me
K-e-n-t
O-s-b-o-r-n-e
We gon eat
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Why are you creeping on me
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Watch how i move real closely
tell it's mine
With a baseball cap that's black that I'm wearin
and a look that keeps you all starin
and wondering why I'm invincible
But when you hear
invented
If you're inclined to lose your mind, well, Let's All Get Demented!
D-E-M-E-N-T-O Doctor Demento!
He's the chap that Norman Bates
Would take home
Z-y-x-w-v-u
T-s-r, q-p-o
N-m-l-k, j-i-h
G-f-e-d-c-b-a
Now you know the mystery
To saying back you ABC
When you get stopped by the LPD
Sing this song
selling products for hair loss
The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef
The return of Jack the Ripper was only to meet his death
The next time, you wanna dis me for kicks
shine
Took this dream and made it mine
I'm gettin' down one thing that I know (what)
We're untouchable
U-N-T-O-U-C-H, A-B-L-E-S
Sheek the new
it's back to the old school
Where the niggas get they strap on
Don't nobody cap on slap on some D-R-E
Or some funky ass shit by
The D-O double-G-Y D-O
want to confess (C-O-N-F-E-S-S)
Oh confess(C-O-N-F-E-S-S)
Oh can we just address(C-O-N-F-E-S-S)
The feelings I need confessed
The truth was there when
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