Lyrics:
can't put that shit on, gotta get out the premises (beat it)
I just came from the crack of the dawn, yes, a nigga we strugglin' (no cap)
Had to put all
don't let them pussy muthafuckas put that flag up
But let me shut up cause they say we equal
Whenever the fuck out record comes out in 1994
Yeah, yes sir,
man semi
Come to America show you my CT
No pinky promise I need the whole h an d
Paws
That's on dawgs baby
Malls
Burn em down baby
Sauce
By
Perriering
Now we out in Pari niggas still-white girls
Uh, I said it's Kid Ink baby
Somewhere out here in Pari
Still I'm smokin' on lA california Mary
Ain't
they say we need dough
Whenever the fuck out record comes out in 1994
Yeah, yes sir, it's like that
Gonna take y'all deep, so go back
[Chorus: x2]
My legacy is undefeated, call that bitch Floyd
I gave my blood to this shit, you welcome, enjoy
Ye money, J money, yeah, we got play money
I don't
fling, who's the bedroom king?
Hit the skinz hard, she'll hang on to the bedpost
Then I drop my load, then get up and make some french toast
Run and get
Knockin' Lenny Kravitz in the 550, ride by slow
Couple my bitches slide down poles
That Ace of Diamonds, King of Diamonds stadium now we at Onyx
I see
as a strong force, and run as a whole Click.
We were kings once when we was in our kingdom and our uncles would be blunting on some o' dat green, Comfortably.
em up, Get em up, Get em up like
A bay bay thats what we say when we pull up in them trucks
Tell my label to cut the check I'ma gone spend it up
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
like a Raptor
You thought we was through but this is still the first chapter
Before I go, can I get an "Ooh Ooh!"
It's J-Ro, baby, from
bitter taste, slim waist, I'm gon' hit it
We low-key baby, like a baritone
Apple computer, e-mail me to come screw ya
Run through ya, undo ya bra, gimme
Thick and thin
Through the lies and through all the fights
I am so proud we still have we
Do you remember the first time we kissed
By the seaside baby So
check!
In a godless world abort my babies & vacuum its neck, slurp!
Genocides Illuminati force-fed by the liberal meanies!
Exorcists of God's paradigms
Run up a check like, wow, relay
I'm on top right now
Gettin' top from a thot, can't talk right now, yeah, yeah
Just don't talk to me (Just don't
You better get it right
I produce what you like
Satisfy your appetite
No fly-by-night, we rock you right
KRS Shaggy Mad Lion yo
Whassup with this money?
who
The Lench mob crew, we comin brand new
So check it, can I wreck it for a second?
1, 2, 3 yeah I'm still a fuckin G
(CHORUS)
"King of the jungle"
just how we do
Ginsu Sharp Kimono Smooth
Yeah we smooth & you know just how we do
Gotcha Blinded by the light when I glow
Baby introduce me
Ima bring
Get em up like
A bay bay thats what we say when we pull up in them trucks
Tell my label to cut the check I'ma gone spend it up
On the Bentley painted
lonelier each time you go away (come on)
So baby won't you stay with me tonight? (yeah)
Check it out
There's this lady I'm in love with (yes there is)
acquire company out of necessity and lack of currency.
We run by the seat of our cash, buying into everything within a money shot.
I'm blocking bullets
don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast
But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast
Rock it out, a-Baby Bubba
Baby Bubba to the boogie,
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