Lyrics:
cut class and ditch it
Now I bully rap, I'm the shit, faggot (sniff it)
Cadillac from a K Car, my ass from a hole in the ground, still can't tell 'em
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
the whole FTK
You know, Mr. Mike Love, Bulumaster, what up!
Can't forget, Veedaugh, DJ Pharus, Coops, DJ Timbuktu
K-scratch, The Base Man, Boogie Boy
Dj
This is Michelle Devine, coming to you live from the hoods finest
WALZ, I gotta give a shout out to my homegirl, Mimi
She just broke up with her man
ain't crashing no more
We gotta land safe
We've been down for so long
We gotta elevate
Smoking weed is how I deal
That's how I meditate
I can't control
We want Freddie for our leader
Freddie is a man of class
We want Freddie for our leader
All stand and raise your champagne glass
Gentlemen
[Intro: Phonte (Big Pooh)]
Yo... (Hah!)
Waddup y'all? It's Phonte, I got my man Big Pooh up here with me
(Yeah!) It's about 6'o clock in the Chopp
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
crazy whip appeal
Sealed with the hits and blow cause I got hits to go
fists to flow Michel'le Michelle-low under the mistletoe
I let my missile go, yo
his one begotten son (Hail Mary nigga, run quick, see)
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
(What do we have here, now? Do you want to ride
of Jacks black label
Pretty soon man you'll be dancin' on the table
Two step three step come on up to four
The girls arrive so we hit the floor
Raisin some
Look
You got every man after ya
You don't be killing the game, this is a massacre
Clothes from London, makeup Paris
Paired with them hips from Africa
his one begotten son (Hail Mary nigga, run quick, see)
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
(What do we have here, now? Do you want to ride
to the artform, no
Things didn't start warm
Wrinkles in time 'til I met
My Tony Starks form
And straightened it out, Iron Man
While some was workin' the
Pots
with pride
Ambassador what's your frailty?
How do you die daily? You rock Sean John
Do you like the ROC? Yes I have me a wife
Her name's Michelle
She
young
Colonizing our minds
And now I'm a woke man dawg
F**k a racist, wealthy rapist
Doing dirt out of a basement
With underage kids
On some Jeffery
came from
Born in a world going where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so
You’re educated, amazing and you’re intelligent
a true queen
I’m convicted you are heaven sent
Girl I cant lie
You got me hypnotized
You’re
will time
Mine too well
The Rolee presidential
Like Obama and Michelle
If somebody want to know let me know
If somebody want the truth Let the truth be
get a raise
Not for that gram really got k's
Go ask Big Dee or Boosie Boy Tay
How we kicking shit really be with the shits
Not wit the Fake love or for
not sustain such a lopsided approach to deficit reduction.
You can't reduce the deficit by slashing social programs, military benefits, public service
up man if they chat that wass
Raise mcs they be my kids
Mad, cause i don't have my own dad
Marje raised me all by herself
Looking back at my life I'm
to get the dough!
Boom bip BAM here I am
Even fans in Japan be tellin me I'm the man
Fat Joe a.k.a. the woman fucker
Beat you down
put her on to some game
And now she goin' bunny
I can't do a nine to five
My mom ain't raise a dummy
I just can't go on the lick
That shit straight
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