Lyrics:
honey, honey, honey
Open my wings up like an albatross
I'm comin out like I'm Diana Ross
Step over the threshold
Now I roll towards a higher goal
And I'm
y'all niggas want to stun? I'll bury you cockroaches
Gimme one year, in this industry
I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country
cannonballed her face
Fuck her to some Diana Ross and faint
Damn, I lost the faith, don't judge me, I took the stand and fought the case
You can't avoid
thing (all the world leaders)
It`s all, and together (I said peace, and love, from happiness)
You understand meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee??!!
??, turn me up!
a false nigga
Diana Ross nigga
So if ya lost nigga
Meet the boss nigga
He's a supa nigga
Wit A groupa nigga
Act stupid nigga
I'll fuckin' nuke
through it
Cup to the top with the crown
Got the room spinning like roulette
I got two twins on my hip
Dont you get clapped by this duet
I swear you caught
it's a bitch when you sick like this
Puttin' all the face paint I can put on
Put my black jeans and black hood on
That's your TV I just stood
"Go 'head give me some sugars and hot sauce"
With an atrack of Diana Ross playing
And drunk off some moonshine, I passed out and woke up at noontime
an a track of Diana Ross playing
And drunk off some moonshine
I passed out and woke up at noontime
Thought it was crack of dawn, but ass was in my face
Said
(diana ross/freddie gorman/janie bradford)
Go deep in circles
To find it in me
Rain falls around to my beginnings
So many riddles of my identity
I
(Bop-bop-bop singing by bass voice)
Mr. Bass Man, you've got that certain somethin'
Mr. Bass Man, you set that music thumpin'
To you it's easy
haze out the jar
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
By
you should, yeah
And yeah, love you down, down baby
Oh my girlie, sweet my honey
You look so good to me
Love you down, all night long
Yeah
Steve Austin
Claim that I boss 'em
Basically Diana Ross 'em
But who's to blame for all these fights
When you ain't always wrong
I'm just always right
"Role Call"
[Lil' Jon talking:]
Yeah!
Right about now (whats up)
It's time for the real nigga role call
Now when you hear your city or state
to come off it
Lane to lane, with a slim Diana Ross bitch
You might see me hit the slab, big car candy green
Don't blink hit the corner, it's a flipping
It’s so lovely that you’re sharing.
No, really, I’m all ears.
But where has all this caring been
For sixteen years?
For all those years I prayed that
start calling him moss
Bruh a boss but get caught and be scared of the cost
Diana ross chopper singing ain't singing it soft
How I feel you in the field?
voglio ij
Upside down
Comme Diana Ross
Ruoss the boss
Chiu' e Rick Ross
Trick chiu freak
Azzicc chiu chic
Co mic macin t l'oss,yes
So comm o napl addo
ain't that you sellin', it's your karma
Rappers I monitor like a chaperone, you large and haven't grown
Poetically perform fly-bys, another rapper gone
Keep it a thousand from the jump
Not with revolution then you not the one I want
Need my shawty healing when I'm walking with a drum
Want her by my
scared to move,
I'm lost in the dark
I'm in hiding again.
I'm running away,
They killed all my friends
By fucking burning them
I cast a spell.
But its no
started hangin' out
And talkin' on the phone mo'
And before you know
We on her floor doin' the Grown Folk
Everything was cool, y'all
We had it plain
you)
It's your kind of love that I find so appealing
(I want you, I want you)
And I want you all to myself
(Mmm all to myself)
Diana, won't cha take
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