Lyrics:
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Spit tre drop, nigga cocoa leaves (leaves)
A-Town pimp, tell me what you know about it
Wanna talk white, I'll tell ya what I know about it (ha
Midas touch for vital stuff
Rappers wanna shoot up the studio, they tired of us
We know that controversy sells, so y'all good
When I drop they hear me
the harder discussion
Female emcees acting more like a dude than a dude do, only if you knew
I know a few who flow crazier than if you flew over the nest
beat
Me and Ren in the black CE, yo,
Poppin' some funky shit by the D.O.C
I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see
I gotta have it if I'm not paid fully
black queen
Holding their crotches and being obscene
At first I ignored them cause see I know their type
They got drunk and got guns and they wanna
kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial soon
As you
time to get it cracking
Quarterbackin' like I'm 40 Water mix the holy water with the Voss
Wanna be the boss then you gotta pay the cost
Learned it
But he's talking about, "I wanna see you deceased"
No doubt, to live and die in LA
California, what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place
I drive away from your house, chasin' butterflies out
Girl, I don't know how you do it
Roll the radio down, say "I love you" out loud
Man, I think
collection
It's your mix, congratulations
We changed a lot and then some, some
Know that we have always been down, down
If I ever didn't thank you, you
yeah
I'm gon' make 'em feel it, yeah
They gon' wanna kill me, yeah
They gon' wanna drill me
Many men, like 50
He a rat, Walt Disney
Stomp his head
black queen
Holding their crotches and being obscene
At first I ignored them cause see I know their type
They got drunk and got guns and they wanna
tailored suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over cover
You know my MO, I do damn well on the stage show
I'm gettin' paid by the pound
hard to believe that this lonely night
Might be over by and by
I wanna feel you breathe on me
Hold you tight and then I'll be
As close to Heaven
through the door
Better let me in or I'll huff and puff and
Blow the sucker right in
They wanna tag me, bag me
Put they nose in it
I suppose with it, they
long in the back
Now all the girls want me to pick 'em up
When they hear me rollin' by in my pickup truck 'cause it
Sounds like the radio
Back in
Stay with me now, I don't wanna be the one for you
Know how you feel by the way that you that you hold me
And when we kiss, we don't need to close our
need) you know love is all we need
To make everything complete
I wanna be happy, we can be happy
Don't you wanna be happy with me?
You and me are 2 in
know I'm equipped with Clorox
and chemicals that'll burn off your lip
Intestines investments hide money in your stomach
Who can stop Pepto Bismol?
Only
little thing I make up my mind to be
Like I'm gonna be a daddy whose in the mix
And I'm gonna be a husband who stays legit
And I pray that I'm an artist
Do is toke and blow comfortable, knock a ho
Mix cra and vodka tho
Make her lock her do cause
Im so viable eatable likeable
Yadada fiend got what I need
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
know her game
I wanna learn her wits and how she plays her tricks, oh, I gotta know
Lots of booze and her kiss
These are drugs that do not mix
I
Tell me something I dont know
Ill tell you something I do know
That self deprivation and depression don't mix no
Don't mix no
Tell me something I
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