Lyrics:
moves monumental it was me three mamis E-40 and Pac at the La Manz Round After Party it just don't stop
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you
brake
Im a real nigga so I make
And I fake what I take
You better watch me cause im cruisin
Young thug and im bruisin
Im just abusin on these hoes
the check (brr)
We will never fall (yeah), as long as on the head (yeah)
Called my best dog just to ship out all the meds
I'ma handle all business (yeah),
word to Will Smith
Light up with the Word boy feeling really lit
I'll take yo instrumental I'll just redo it
Same rhyme scheme boy I'll fly through it
milks at lunch
The milks was chocolate, the cookies, buttercrunch
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
the pain and lies you say
So will I or will I not
Maybe some other shot
Acting like will I quit I need a Willow Smith who's just a willow bitch
And now I
for you
Baby, we cruisin', drivin' to the beach, bumpin' my music
Everyone see how we do it
Girl, you know all I need is you by my side
Baby, we
this time, it's helping a dozen people
It's nothing so bad because this time
I'm not committing a sin just by making things up again, right? (No!)
I'm cruisin' the streets of L.V. slow speed Watchin' time pass by, wonderin' why I am
Who I be? Am I glad that I'm not the old me? The O.G. G.O.D.
brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th St,
Oh nun
Just me and Ranch
No cap
This the intro by the way (Sayin)
Yeah; Intro
Yeah, this the intro (Intro)
Bout to drop a EP with Mike and Los (Mike,
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep
needs
Stop playing about with the facts and stats
Your manipulation game will be found out by the mainframe
This two hundred and fifty thousand
Is it just
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him
the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him
I'm feeling like Junkyard
I'm on top yeah just like a trump card
Yeah
I had to hop on the remix
I pull out the money, they couldn't believe it
And that
lil baby and get it together
I'm schemin' and plotting the moment I get up
I'm workin' no stoppin' and I will not let up
Yo last man just wasn't,
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
For a dollar bill, people will do anything
They'll rob and steal for a dollar bill, anyway
For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes,
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a label-mate
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough
still need you in my life
Problem
Children
Dressed in the prada
Kill them
If they mess with the shogun (Show, gun)
Will smith (We’ll smith)
To the head
Yeah
The Remix
I know I'm destined to win
And you are too
I'm inspired too
By You and You
Right
Aye
Uh
Woke up and I started my day, now I'm feeling
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