Lyrics:
me some liquor
Turned up on the trap (oh), with a young nigga, yeah, yeah
Your nigga young, nigga, what? Hold up, beg your pardon?
Bitch, I've been
suspenders
Especially if your surrounded by Soldier pretenders
Saying yes to everything scared to Offend ya
These false prophets say God is Their driving force
forty five
Er...excuse me, what do I do now?
Man be cool..gotta get down and have a rap.
I beg yer pardon? I think I'll do a talking bit instead!
She
time.....for what.....but
The cops say I'm
[verse 2]
I get fresh from
Yankee stadium to the garden I beg your pardon
Stop it, my closet, macy's mens department
excuse me sir, I begs your pardon
Can't you see how low the hole has gotten?
Apple's completely rotten with the worm in it
Dying, still we're relying
the army navy
Never did a day in yard still the hardest lately
Fuck you pay me
I beg y'all all a pardon
Shit is bewildering like every word is all foreign
forty five
Er...excuse me, what do I do now?
Man be cool..gotta get down and have a rap.
I beg yer pardon? I think I'll do a talking bit instead!
She
fresh from
Yankee stadium to the garden I beg your pardon
Stop it, my closet, Macy's men's department
Pants, shirt, scarf, phone if you check it
Get
clean for 30 year olds
Who wanna act sixteen
I beg ya pardon
We be live in other genres
While ya favorites just startin
We come back to do a soul check
Give it to me
Don't deny me love, I need love, I need love
Lots of it
I wanna o.d. on it
I beg your pardon baby. Maybe you can help me out
Could you move
own.
"Beg pardon, stick it in my what? Well, really, Merle who?"
[Choir]
William Morris, keep us working...
Now, Milton was a real good friend a' mine
been sliding
So I pull up like "I beg your pardon"
They so unnecessary and way to invasive
You man a jarring
So let me hit you from different angle
I
chick
Sucking on my hips, need to get a grip to this thing they call life
Am I hungry
Am I even starving
What am I, some type of Martian
I beg your pardon
to the gross
Yeah boot Camp Clik, Killa Bees swarm on 'em
(Morgue corpses)
Be more cautious when God's bombin'
(They all soft)
Your all charmin beg no pardon
the Shadow
Extra orgasmic. I'm hanging from the gallows
Two sparks in the dark. I beg your pardon.
she's undulating on me like a serpent in the garden
It all depends on how you do your shit
'Cause either learn it quick intelligent and that's it
("I beg your pardon?") You're well fittin'
Fuck
broken man
Oh broken man, oh yeah, broken man
Early on a Sunday morning
As I was walking on down the lane
Someone said, I beg your pardon
And I was
emailin' beats, it's so long to attach
Huh, Huh, what you say? I beg your pardon
Bro's got more green than a garden
Grown but you're childish, you
real life rap, these niggas not ready for
No posin and crap, beg your pardon, por favor
Superior, Orator came jaws like Thor
Soon as I drop some
kinda lyrical
War Games, War Games
Yo its the bar Armageddon you slipping and never caught again
Beg your pardon the artisan slaughtering with the heart
Can't get hammered like a tool
(No no)
High stake table I can't lose
(High)
Notebook inked just like tattoos
(Ink ink)
I beg your pardon make you
Step
hard
To please I beg your pardon
I can be the seed you
Can make the garden
We should take a chance
We could make it our thing
And I don't wanna be
or something
Stackin' these bands, I don't beg your pardon
Lock her up, throw away these keys
I don't wanna kiss, I just want the ransom
Shawty out here sucking
a leg and arm in order to just beg your pardon
I can't remember autumn
But still remember all them days when you would never call
My bluff but u was
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