Lyrics:
you ain't po, stop being so high post
My music ain't just for the siditty and pretty it's for
Everybody
Don't stop baby, don't stop me
Don't stop
Thick hoes I can't hold myself
Everybody wanna just pop out with me
But lately I just wanna be by myself
Get drunk, wake up
Swear that this the last
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
I been the type of guy she likes since middle school
Never thought that I'd get famous, always know that I'd be
and tender
Following the footsteps of a funeral pyre
You were paid not to listen
Now your house is on fire
Wake me up when things get started
When everything
bundle bring your butt in
A soldier, what I do to that hood?
"Are you that slave everybody tellin' me rap good?
Calm down, not goin' ta murder ya
Clean
my memory
Now they say that they have music
In that home beyond the sky
Now there's one song I'll request if I
Should get there by and by
Well, there
bundle bring your butt in
A soldier, what I do to that hood?
"Are you that slave everybody tellin' me rap good?
Calm down, not goin' ta murder ya
Clean
Word up
Everybody say
When you hear the call
You've got to get it underway
Word up
It's the code word
No matter where you say it
You know that you'll be
ooh ah sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
yo bitch
Come here lil mama you know you wanna go
I'm from the city wit nothing pretty
And everybody know
I spit a flow to get up with Diddy
Word up
Everybody say
When you hear the call
You've got to get it underway
Word up
It's the code word
No matter where you say it
You know that you'll be
said okay and everything was cool
Till a camera tried to get in my bed
Hello, my bed, hello, hello
I was sittin' pretty with a beautiful friend
Semtex, 279, Dr. Wax, Jason Eavre, HMV, Envy
What up, Envy? Get Real, Flex, Funk Master, Flex, yeah (Violet)
Can't forget E-Nyce, (Eric Lowe), the entire
everybody
What's it like in your city?
I'm a thousand miles away, but look
Tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do, oh (oh, oh)
Times Square couldn't
can't you tell
it's funky, everybody nod they head like this
I said bitch, and everybody read my lips
I got rich, suckin up the game from the O
and everybody read my lips
I got rich, suckin up the game from the O
And even though a lot of rappers got the same kind of flow
I survived 'cause I got mo',
you understand
Clinic, saw the doctor flex his biceps
Then he picked up a pair of forceps
Her pretty face showed fright
Right then and there, she
can't you tell
it's funky, everybody nod they head like this
I said bitch, and everybody read my lips
I got rich, suckin up the game from the O
Titties!
Everybody! Titties! Okay!
Ooh, yum yum, I got a problem cause I gobble 'em up
Break me off good cause I be slobbering
Like to bend 'em in all
teeth fixed
I'm the teflon don boy I get busy
You're legs to strong doing sex with pretty ricky
760 drive by light tint
With two hoes in the whip looking
already passed y'all
Smarter than Ricky Bobby, more ballsy than Ricky's shooter
Dick in everybody's step sister, Y'all bitches clueless
Getting fucked by
you understand
Clinic, saw the doctor flex his biceps
Then he picked up a pair of forceps
Her pretty face showed fright
Right then and there, she
teeth fixed
I'm the teflon don boy I get busy
You're legs to strong doing sex with pretty ricky
760 drive by light tint
With two hoes in the whip looking
(after the song ends)
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up...Take a tip from Joe, do like he did,
.jpg/220px-Everybody_else_is_doing_it_so_why_can't_we_(album_cover).jpg "Everybody Else")
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