Lyrics:
her a ride
I said "If I do that
You gotta give me head while Ray Charles drive"
'Cause I ain't for the tricking, no I ain't
I'm with my main bitch
I wish my mother-in law'd get hit by a car
I wish my mother-in law'd get hit by a car
I wish my mother-in law'd get hit by a car
So I wouldn't have
before my album drop
My homeboys'll clap you down
We took a break for a minute
And now we bangin'
But we been listenin' to everything that you been
the party
As soon as my album goes number one
Mr. Lim I'd like a Rolex with forty diamonds, ha ha ha
Celebration
You're a little bit better and ready for some
Celebration
Some time to get louder and not by yourself
I see that someone left their cheat
I'm saying the people in this town have to be locked up
All of 'em
We have to leave and these people have to be locked up
D'ya know what I mean?
you know
I just copped a MPC60 from Japan
As I'm rappin' through this SM7 that's in my hand
Got a quarter-pound of buddha, I'm smokin' it by
the anesthesia
It'll send her body into a seizure
That lil' thing by the hospital bed, it'll stop beepin'
Hey, chick, I'm at a loss for words
What do you say
Ladies and gentleman
I know you were very surprised when
You heard for the first time
50 Cent is running for the president
I like to thank you
For
blast from the past! A blast from the past! A blast from the past!" "Baby, you're the greatest."
"From Sun Recording artist, Elvis Presley"
"I'd
the party
As soon as my album goes number one
Mr. Lim I'd like a Rolex with forty diamonds, ha ha ha
Looking through the looking glass
Looking back at me
I got X-Ray rear view vision
But I don't like what I see
Now, I'd should not bitch and moan
But
to the cassies
NYC, top-down, Big blastin'
Nas said I'd be a legend, nigga, don't gas me
Hot in '97, Funk Flex had to ask me
"How you make out that beef with
you ball
Like I'm D. Fish shooting the 3
When you need bars who do you call
Roscoe got it all by the Kilo
You lost and never found she not fucking for
feel better
I don't want you to feel no pressure
I know the sun rays
The sun rays will make you feel better
As long as we're side by side
And these
Your salvation is my mission
Of course you should fear the light
A faint ray and you would suffer
The pains of hell
I'd rather skip the bother of your
movies
People worship these idols 'til they come in contact with gods
Hoes is on my disciples, you get mind-fucked by these broads
Life is just
-Dammit man, D-D-Dammit man
[Chorus]
When you see dem boys 'round your way, holla dammit man!
(Dammit man!)
When you see dem boys 'round your way, holla
and a smiley face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say sons you like an ultra-violet ray
I'm sellin' hatred, buffet style, all the shit you can eat
$11.99, so come
louder than words, I'd rather walk that shit
Since the first album
I'm one of the highest earners on the label
Within six months I put the second one
this DJ who was mixin'
I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the The Wizard
You ain't have a f- clue what you was missin'
I'd zone out with
Yo, yo, 'llow that yout'
He's a hater, I don't want no bad energy
Man get views but I Ray Charles
'Cause I can't see my enemies
I like all types
feet
Got some ray Charles collection, from a fancy magazine
I'll dance with you the slowest blues you've ever heard
So slow that you will fall asleep,
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
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