Lyrics:
this shit
[Cam'Ron]
Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my town to Chitown
R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down
Voice cry hot sounds tied down cop
Playin' with the bats
Little Gun's downtown in
Front of Woolworth's
Tryin' out his attitude on all the cats
Papa's on the corner, waitin' for the bus
Mama,
again
And let your girl blow this, while you wasting your wind
Facade cats with fake jewelry for fake broads
Match better than me, that’s word to my Guy
reward her by slurping that clit
Just the way she likes it
During moments like this
Her body speaks a language only known to me
Our flesh melds into one
minutes
Walk in the room with your panties off and it's throbbing wet
Wanting this dick while I talk my shit about to die in that cat
Warming up with some
do it like a G
On the couch in V.I.P
Shawty, we could get it on
I'm like, shout out to the DJ for playin' this song
Girl, we could act like two
I'll die for Hip Hop
I do this for a living mybroe
I'll die for Hip Hop
I do this for a living mybroe
I'll die for Hip Hop
I do this for a living
By All Means Necessary
Written, produced, directed, by Blastmaster KRS-One
Mixed, by DJ Doc
And now.. it's TIME.. to GET {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
BDP
finna shake this ass (uh) 'cause my bills is due (they is)
You know I got that good cat, this coochie ain't loose (no)
He ate my ass in my Trackhawk
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
Not anything I ever wanted from you daddy
Tell me now, now, now, now, oh, tell me now, yeah.
I say, whoa, whoa, honey this cant be
No, no, no, no,
'round
Go 'round
A storm is comin'
Ain't no shelter, ain't no cover
A storm is comin'
Warn ya daddy and yo' mother
A storm is comin'
You betta hold tight
the ground
There's lots of treasures to be found
All in unison:
Underneath the lovely London sky
Scott
This house is crowded now with questions
And John's
*Spoken*
DJ READY RED: Hey, yo D! What's up wit them cash registers and
Shit?
WILLIE D: Oh, that's what the average ho see when she look
We gon' get it, we gon' get It Eat Daddy B, but the Recipe's spit
They don't know, we go Way back Mobbin' in the Kaiser Van, smashing up
Two jacks
It's only one H
I got to remind you, hold on, it's only one H, Nosh, we gone do this again
Let's remind them
I shouldn't have to remind you that
trans' parents for lettin' light through
Like, he nerve of this cat
Lyin' with a motionless emotion
This nigga Day all bitch
Somebody get Quill a quilt
couldn't cover me
What a playa wannabe, neck light in risavie
Hoes, I keep those by the, dime or dozen
I like short-a-y, but i wouldn't, mind her cousin
good watch me do this shit
[Cam'Rom]
Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my town to Chitown
R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down
Voice cry hot
shop just for you to get got
By my interpretation of this real Hip Hop, come on
I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game
I tried to tell you I
party everybody by the pool (Splash)
Homie a lil faded he might go and act a fool (Crazy)
But when it comes to the ladies Mr. Cool Cat (Cat)
Hit him with
Cats," they whisper, but in pride, we feign.
From the kitchen to the living room, we roam,
Leaving traces of our presence, in this human home.
Litter
daddy
Tell me now, now, now, now, oh, tell me now
Yeah i say, whoa, whoa, honey this can't be
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, yeah yeah, hey!
And I want
gra gra
Aye
It go
Gra gra gra gra gra
Droppin the sauce on her
Now she saying that she prego
I know I'm the cat daddy
But you better get go
I'm seeing
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