Lyrics:
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
coulda live like crazy til' the day we die
Instead I made you cry
I fucked up
I made a mistake
Nobody does it better than myself
I'm sorry
Je
The international asshole
Who complain about what he is owed?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his
to you spit your rap someone else wrote
Used to get beat up by the big kids
Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel
And I wouldn't do shit but just
Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter
Sean Combs and Connery all in one
Whoever told you sky’s the
Limit is looking dumb
Cause I’m 22 and I’m moonwalking on the sun
a hammer, provoke me
Put a shooter where Ko - be
Tell ya like somebody done told me
Never trust nobody who owe me
And any wife is a trophy
If Meth
the alarm
I'm like, "holy christ"
Is somebody tryin to come up in my crib?
I'm like "who the fuck is this?"
Like Notorious Big, he wore a black suit
With
you can bet the bank on me
'Cause can't nobody tell me what I ain't gonna be no more
You thinking I'ma fall, don't be so sure
I wish somebody made
untouchable
Somebody gon getcha
Nobody's untouchable
You got a wish, do ya?
Nobodys untouchable, even if your cash remarkable you pay your deductible, Oh
Larry Holmes (why?)
And call the spatula Mike 'cause it beat the pot (beat it)
Get you a bag on your own, never let nobody see you're knot (never)
I am by far
But nobody knows it
That's why I was born
I'll blow my horn
'Till somebody hears it
I'll light up like a light
Right up like
don't know karate, but I know crazy
You'd better ask somebody
And when I do dirt, jerk
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
[Yo-Yo]
I'm the type of girl
wanna be a somebody
Everybody wanna be a somebody
Where I'm from you nobody
'Til you kill somebody, yeah-yeah
Everybody wanna be a somebody
Growin'
yeah
See, all I know was get out and get it
I stay on the grind all night 'til my feet go numb
Blowin' mo' weed than Cheech & Chong
Livin' by
by
Stop in at the Saturday Night Fish Fry
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin' and shufflin' 'til the break of dawn
It was
You're the kind of guy that girl ignored
I'm drivin' a Caddy, you fixin' a Ford
My name is Joseph Simmons, but my middle name's Ward
And when I'm
somebody say I changed
All of these years done passed, I hope I ain't still the same
All of these songs I'm on, ain't nobody kill Jermaine
Isn't that
longer lead by the ways of men
He looked for the kingdom deep within
That's when the drums in his head began to pound
Don't let nobody bring you down
everything I have
Never asked nobody for sh-, get outta my face, lookin' boy
Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keepin' up with the same pace,
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains
I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator
Degrading, creating murders to kill haters
Accused for
time thing
And I could tell by the way you're acting
Girl, you know exactly what I'm thinkin'
There's no harm done
I know you're the one
You don't
You're the kind of guy that girl ignored
I'm drivin' a Caddy, you fixin' a Ford
My name is Joseph Simmons, but my middle name's Ward
And when I'm
Gotta bring it all to you
Lookin for a moment I can read the room
Sittin by the window I can see the moon
When she's around they scream it
You're
advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes?
What you say?
What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember?
I'ma kill you, motherfucker
Uh-uh, temper, temper
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