Lyrics:
disappear with my bitch in
A Mit'subishi Eclipse
Read my lips, I kill you
Blood will spill too
Did I say thank you? I grant you
Three wishes cause I be
Rats are gettin' hungry and I'm lookin' brown
Ground's too hot so I can't sit down
Rattlesnakes are twitchin' and a wigglin' away
My last drop
the camel, and the camel loved him too
(Oh, how the how the camel loved Ali Bar Bar!)
Ali Baba's camel loved Ali Baba so
No matter where he went to,
Check it out
Porsche spots, drop, gun in the stash, box
Get your bitch-ass, shot stuntin around here
Here flow so, hot, they say I got it, locked
Hold
I be sitting in my window
Smoking the info
I say bitch what you here for
She say I don't know
My skin brown like Coco
It got her like mojo
She know I
one you already know what you do
Im hitting the dealership and I'm stealing a coup
Im feeling little shawty she said that she feeling me too
She already
grounded, remember the Bronx 'cause they founded
Cutting them old joints up by James Brown, kid
Golden, before I forget hold it
Got to shout out the block,
anything
I'm by your side you and I just like yin and yang
I swear I'll be here for absolutely everything
Nothing too big, nothing too small, it won't change
hot air balloons
Don’tcha know helicopters go down in flames too
You say you want us to sky dive
I’m already pulling strings on parachutes
Speaking
like Dennis Kimbro
Read a book, got a beat, need a hook?
I supply that, no freestyles, gotta buy that
Need a 16, flow so pristine
On my lowest rate maybe
Im in Paris right now on da highway
Only way is up
hit like 200 on dash
Tell em watch when I slide by
Stacking my bricks by the layer
Nickeled my way
thank pre-Columbine KMFDM. And Dr. Emett Brown.
And NPH, aka Neil Patrick Harris, aka Doogie Howser.
We wanna thank the Golden Girls, and Patrick Stewart,
a dollar
You wanna contribute
Just give me a holla
Went from top ramen
To eating Benihana’s
Hotter
Hot like a sauna
I got summer problems
Gotta stay down
Like Marge Simpson, tell my homies that I love them
Too much salty in your system, need a sodium reduction
And I'm in the GOAT discussion like Kobe
out stay in shape
Benz plates
Cruise around wit the hot sounds
Pumped loud, "I Be" by Fox Brown
It's locked down
Overall tryin' to make moves stay in
to bubble up
Weathermen huddle up
Today, the son of one too many 'yes sir's kings his checkers, watch the double jump
Back with a platter of hot leeches
leaf suit
With my five hundred dollar brown knee-high Ballsy
Wes said, "It's pimpin' how you wear 'em outside ya pants
And by the way my ham sandwichs
school I was Kydd with the shoes
Pull up 95 trunk shakin' with the moves
Smoke it by the pound drinking Bombay too
Now I'm well relaxed foreign car, all
they can't stop a hot chick
And no matter what I sell still gon' drop hits
I'm locked and hid the key, want some of Eve?
Try your luck homie, might
to be dry
'cause after the stronger man supply
But in the drought season it`s too hard to get by
Niggaz be runnin` off with D gafflin muthafuckas,
I just hopped on this beat I be shit talkin
He was talking crazy so we had to white chalk him
Fuck a drive by you know Lul Bryce walkin
The opps be
Thousands left homeless in Tulsa
Bombs over west philly
Red summer, Central Park five
Remember how Mike brown died?
Juanita hung in Cali
By mob of white guys
Wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry
Raisin' double trouble every time we pass them by
And some might say we're wicked little
[Mos Def talking]
See, now why'all cats think I'm playing haha
(???) can't see yo, see yo, see you too
It's not easy, it's not easy to see all you
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