Lyrics:
to come with that gas flow
But no, I'mma just spit it, I'mma get it good
Wish you would tell me what I should do
I don't know, hit the door
Uh, yeah,
I got funk by the ounce to make you bounce
to the bus stop, and flash back to the wop
Now I got the +Vibeology+, in a funky way
Somethin Paula Abdul
oh, oh
I'm on Michael Jackson money, oh, oh, oh
I'm on Michael Jackson money, the after boy
You ain't bad, you're just acting, homie
Cut it out on this
Yeah, whoa, whoa
I just been feeling like, it's all clickin', you know?
(Hit-Boy)
Like it's all working out, and I'm 'bout to work out
Colossal
Written by chuck jackson and marvin yancy
I really enjoyed ya, yes, I did
We got to get together and do it all again some time
Though it's been
fuck with me, I'll get to you
A clip or two, I'll cripple you just 'cause I ain't got shit to do
Pistol pop, a pussy drop, drama never ever stop
Eenie
haters
Or rat niggas they come around and I bust
'em in they cat kissers ya understand?
Now I done warned you not to battle me
I leave more casualties
When we were introduced by your girl Ruth
I knew that you got down
Skin caramel complexion
Lips chocolate brown
I'm wondering now
Would you
haters disbelieving what you want I can't conceive it
Michael Jackson, baby
Just be it, just be it, just be it
Michael Jackson, baby
Just be it, just be
fucked by Muggs
I'd like to give a shout to Cypress
This can't be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin' to
Give you a shout, now get the fuck out my
you
This is my confession I'm
Teaching niggas a lesson
Cause they can't do
What I do here's my confession
Yo, a lot of New York blocks
Are only
roll, you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, 'cause I'm just laughin' at cha
You tryin' hard to maintain, then go 'head
'Cause I ain't mad
Only got fucked by a drug dealer
Never felt the real passion of a thug nigga
Though I like the way you
Scream when you lovin' me
I'm goin' deep, it's
that bud, I grip that snub to hit that thug
Lay up in a pitch black tug,
You lookin at rich black thugs to get that love
And we won't stop til I get
of your team
Smoking cigarettes to look cooler
I only stop by to look through ya
And I'm only getting greedier
And I'm still Mr. Youmedia
And I still
Gotti with the stainless
I'll just call it shoddy entertainment
If y'all was in the party gettin' faded
On molly, had the audience sedated
You
ain't ever happenin you can't spit it like Bonic
Flow poison like be -be -D, I'm sharp and you VHS I'm DVD, Suckas
Motherfuckas ain't lived the life
suckers you can't trust
When I pick up, I lick up, your face gets smacked up
When I rack up, so all you motherfuckers just pack up
Or get slapped with
I'm flyin' i'm usually high
Get my dick suck by a cutie pie
You sayin I ain't been the
Shit since junior high
You ain't got a truth in ya
Nigga you's
lovin', give me your love
Girl I'll give you everything, every single thing
We can't pretend it don't exist
there's no need to stop and wonder why
you
Just can't live my life without you, baby come here
Don't have no fear, oh, is there wonder why?
I'm really feeling in the mood for love
So
to spill
I give off the impression it's no thing for us to kill
Around the way with, street corner game, Pat Sajak
Got kids to feed, you can't stop
the Scarecrow
Michael Jackson
Fuck the Wizard
I should have gone ?
Bipolar is Julliard
Either extreme, I'll kill you motherfuckers, on the schoolyard
Checks
looks like the sun is gone,
Here I sit all night long,
Thinkin bout my baby she's on my mind.
Well all of my friends stop by
But I just can't deny, I
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