Lyrics:
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
what's your name
Said "I go by the name of Lois Lane"
And you could be my boyfriend you surely can
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman
I said
do what I like just Because I can
Just because I am and even though I ain't got no manners
I got my man like Teyana say
(Ya'll just winning) you are
"You go bustin' your fist against a stone wall,
you're not usin' your brain. That's what the white man wants you to do.
Look at you! What makes
some'o your brown shuga (aw, yeah)
Nkechi nye'm some'o your brown shuga (aw, yeah)
Abeg I want some'o your brown shuga (aw, yeah)
Oooh baby
Omo you gotta
to white and got everyone's undivided attention
Cause your daughter is on it and you can't hide it
Maybe your son tried it, rehab too crowded
You scared,
to white and got everyone's undivided attention
Cause your daughter is on it and you can't hide it
Maybe your son tried it, rehab too crowded
You scared,
Carter, need no brown
Need no brown? yeah
Take a moment for the nino brown
Play smart ass pussies to your cap and gown
Like ooh, you must got that nerve
Dumbo 1-0
Before you started smokin' crack
Your life was beautiful
But we ain't come here to hear 'bout
All the shit you used to do
"I got 250K to battle
and your my best friend
Wipe your tears away
Just hide it with a graceful grin
(Give you what you want when you want it)
I made good and you'll never
Have
by your sweater doused with wack feather
The crib got the gangsta playa shit patent like black leather
I rap better than you, you, or maybe him
But
every bit of
Confidence from your conscious wit' it
Toss it to my man in the back field
He got options wit' it
Obama phone, really came in handy
I lined
the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly
Respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver
You got your own '96 somethin' to ride
And keep
smooth right there
Blood diamonds sitting real chunky in my right ear
Killas, skin your ass with no contracts
And little niggas got nowhere to hide but
my friend
They got me starin' at the
World through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast
'cause
Relax yourself, let your conscience be free
You now rollin with them thugs from the are-O-see
Ain't no place on the planet that you'd rather be
But
be
Just put your mind to it you can go real far
I know times getti' hard on the boulevard
They say, pimpin is dead man, pimpin ain't dead
These
bae
What can i say play with my words just like word play
If you ain't got love in your heart or trust in your life family just pray
So would you still
grandma
I done said out their names and niggas still ain't wanna [?]
Lu probly tell me Trouble you gotta put the mack down
Feelin' these all in your
off"
Dismissal
"Why don't you go outside and play hide-and-go fuck yourself?"
I'm sure you can think of many more examples
With all of these multipurpose
and dropped some folks they should've picked up
I ain't trippin', folk, keep your distance, yeah, it's cold, love
Different is, you got the bag, but never woke
hate me Just know I love you sis, and Shirley helped raise me
Tanya helped save me, Lisa really made me Grandma ain't capping lately, she say we her
Al B. Sure, for your pleasure
Ayo, bust it
We about to flip it on some ol' laid back, mellow, my man tip
We gon' set it like this
Yo, check it
man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
I'm as bad bad as Leroy Brown Brown
Yo I'm a pro pro but not a noun noun
If you got beef beef then you'll get
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