Lyrics:
do it dun
Murder muzik
Big Noyd, Big P
Get your gunz nigga
[Noyd]
Yo, you know who we be
The are-A double P, E-are
Niggaz fuck with this
you
Do you know
There are slackers there are people who are
Satisfied by delivering everything they have
– with their knowledge
Their financial
ah)
I got on Louis Vuitton sandals
In the link that hold a jawn dancing (uh ah ah)
In this bitch by the ball staring
Bitch I'm a star, my money talk
You serious, you played yourself
You did this, she's yours now.
How could you let somebody lay where I laid
You gave up everything that we made
How
use that loosely
She so bad, don't use that loosely
Just have my back or you could lose me
Tank and bank was on E
You switched sides didn't ride
What
somethin'
There's nothin' but spies out there, you know what I'm sayin'?
Somebody is always out there with the binoculars
Somebody's always lookin' out
Sweet lover of mine
Oh, let me take you dancing
Sweet lover of mine
The scar of the foreigner
Sweet lover of mine
Let's go dancing, go dancing
six-four, I'm Diddy no tint
I can't hide in New York City
I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted
Ah-ha, yo man, E I don't know about that, man
Last time we took somebody with us, man
We had to carry him home, man, he got out of control
The whole
Ah-ha, yo man, E I don't know about that, man
Last time we took somebody with us, man
We had to carry him home, man, he got out of control
The whole
dance is a stance far away from you
Your favorite dance involves no pants and somebody new
Once upon a time
Their lips are dancing two by two
And I can't
the flap until somebody hit
Cap rapping that's a new trend ,Just you don't bring a friend
Who me? I ride to the end Niggas actin' too weird, we could never
me up and down with a frown
smellin like a bottle of Crown
but I don't give a fuck
'cause this hoe gone make me make the news
for shankin niggaz in
on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week
This is
of time
You see I'm feeling high strung
So I'm, taking off the edge by putting reefer in my lungs
Got a problem with these drugs?
You should probably find
Gun me down, I'll gun you down
Trade a body for a body nigga, kamikaze
Tired of living no healthcare
I ain't fucking with wellfare
But it's rap
lower clock is world of Bally and the upper's chess king
Step up on the platform kid if you're so irate
We complete with defeat, it's not here to debate
made for you to start testing)
I peeped you frontin', I was in the Jeep
Sunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin'
Across the street you was
?
Bruh, you’re getting thrown in the furnace
And you want me to worship you?
Nah, I’ll stick with my inheritance
I don’t need to accomplish
He’s given me
the wrong gone
so watch ya mouth
it's a time and a place for everything
this the spot where cash king
no rules except you get yours only
bless me with
locals and New Yorkers
And the Brazilian Navy
By mini-moke and scooters
In cabs and stolen cars
Came the creatures of the evening
From St. Martin
and an outdoor disco
With bad wiring. Some people said if you looked
Between the cracks of the floorboards of our
Dance floor you would see Hell. If you ever
to make you laugh again
Now I'm out of the scene (ahh)
I've got this feeling, somebody, dance with me
Somebody, dance with me
I've got this feeling,
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
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