Lyrics:
actin shy
Startled by the lights on stage, don't close yo' eyes
Thinkin' Rodeo Drive, sweets at the Lama Ties
Oh she fly but it's gon' take more booty
a nigga gotta carry guns
Don't you want to have some fun
Come come
Bloody red red rum
[Flesh-N-Bone]
Me telling ya
Yeah
See me and my niggas we
Please...Please...Please...
Girls actin' like crazy, break it down and a ?wild real labour?
The way you want to freak with me, so smile like you're havin' fun
And I'll
bandanna
And I still got my jewels like my name is Santana
Look li'l' homie y'all really don't know me
Lookin' for the squad but see I'm by my lonely
comin' up, that's right, niggas runnin' up
Havin' fun and stuff
You niggas don't want none of us
[Snoop Dogg]
What's up homie (What's up 'cause,
I can barely stand up let alone run
But the name of the game is to have fun
So take a shot with me little mama
I promise I don't bite like Jeffery
thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin' out
The police find that, what's that sound?
While you layin' on the ground with your fuckin' brain out
pins, smoking at the ball games
Scot bucks up top only when the knicks play
Sniffing with some fun, og and a swish play
Before you cross the day,
herded by the pale face
Who threw some game on the Indian, who got jerked for New York
You better walk, got caught then wear your vest
We might throw
fun tonight
I am the Raven
I betcha a buck that you never seen a young girl shootin'
to be cool, largin' 'round trhe world
But the big little boss
doubt
We lose our minds, where's the lost and found?
Had you by my side in cap and gown
Board games and gummy bears all around
Their perception of us,
herself, She loves Herself
I can tell by the walk
She saucy
Graduated from LGU
The way them lips stay glossy
N G if I'm honest
GIANNIS
She don't need
up, can't you tell by the way I talk
It's the bitch in me that dwells from my head to my socks
(queen when I crock?), pop any niggah like, red (buck
to be fun, makin records to see your response
But, now competition is none, now that you're gone
And these n****z is wrong -- usin your name in vain
don't)
But I, I'm feelin' good about myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
I think the time has come
For me to have some fun
I'm 'bout to peel back
undefeated and exposing secrets so intimate
Don't lead too far away into it
Gotta flip with a dismount
Don't flinch when it gets out
Everybody, anybody
called me and said that a n***a been gone for too long
But I gotta get the racks
That shit a fact I know where I belong
If ain't money don't pick up my
[Lil' Kim]
I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M
And not be -I-G, R.I.P. ba-by
I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.
Don't no bitch do it like I D-I-D
And, since
[Lil' Kim]
I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M
And not be -I-G, R.I.P. ba-by
I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.
Don't no bitch do it like I D-I-D
And, since
don't)
But I, I'm feelin' good about myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
I think the time has come
For me to have some fun
I'm 'bout to peel back
the gun load
Third keep the monwy coming in by the truck load
I don't give fuck tho, hustle till the sun go
Rules for the summer, have some motherfuvkin fun
nice with his hands he don't need no band
Rocks 45's, and 33's
Rocks boys men women and young ladies
He can slice so precise it's almost fun
And he
Where n****s lurk in black shirts pants and low hats, forever
Until the job is done and no one's left
My man Jeff told me with his very last breath
a Final Call from the brother in the bow tie
I'm where little kids dream and fiend for fun
Lots of laughter moms, no pops playing with her son
I passed
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