Lyrics:
Where beef got squash at the round table
Who still holding it
Who hanging with snitches
Couple of Zulu's from back in the
Days who still up in clinton
No
niggas.
A young cat like me with Bill Clinton figures..
I'ma expensive nigga, drive Bentleys nigga..
Me and Jank got a drop on twenty inches nigga..
That's
way
Talkin' to the commander-in-chief of the army
Mr. Bill Clinton and the bird Hillary
Wrap up the war on the brutality
I want to see more happy
eye
Com on jump in lets ride hop in the mother ship
And dip with mista grimm and warren g
Grap that shiznit
[Chorus]
[George Clinton]
Here's
pulled over up on Parkside & Nostrond
In the butter scotch Rover
I'm ah bad gal style like I'm 'posta
Got his comrades in Clinton bustin' nuts on my
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now,
until they find them keys
Now if dirty Bill Clinton fronted me some weight
Told me to keep two, bring him back eight
And I only brought him five
Restaurants with movie theaters in 'em
Continental airlines, planes we buyin? off the lot
While y'all rent ?em
Excursion flights with Bill Clinton
Takin? fine
Right around the corner from Bill Clinton
Beef and brocllii's on, you know the grill chickens
You need sixteen, Cam is down
How you want it - rhymes, O's,
(los Pistons)
Somos real, no como Monica Lewinsky (Lewinsky)
Cuando la pillaron escondi'a con Clinton
¿Tú me ama' o tu amor está a la venta?
¿Te
sold my mom rocks
Free the gangstas in Clinton Max and Comstock
Attica and Wyoming, Albion, the guys know me
Might go see my jeweller, buy 5 Rollies
Just
i'll represent
Never say i'll represent put up with you
And im down for a few i am Hilary clinton
And i'm Monica too i feel like im in my bag
Brought my
Skinny mix it with ducet
Pretty bitches rollin’
I’m really rich no jury
Fuck the judge and a jury
I’m from Clinton County where
Them demons lurkin’
conexiones a mi me dicen Bill Clinton
Ustedes roncan de Kush y lo que fuman es Winston
En la calle no corre lo de Chota y daña Nombres
Ahora son los niños
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now,
hog
Drugs is what we left with
Slugs will bring yo death quick
Knucks will get you swolle up
Tricks will get you dick sick
Clinton gonna see impeachment
voice
I rarely call it the rap game
Cuz it's not one
And we can't take privilege for granted
We ain't got none
So since Clinton carried a Bop Gun
My drive
day master acting feminine like a fuck
Thinking I'm mean benching, no
Hands is on the hips
Kept winking at Clinton
Tried to kiss me on the lips
And here
you Kennedy
Clinton, Duff money, Hillary
Ain't enough money, you kiddin' me
I really think all this money is killin' me
Don't come around here
Only
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening
I hear that you're building your house deep in the desert
Are you living for nothing now?
Hope
Clinton
Presidential watch, they gonna steal 'em
Lootin' up the shops, me, I'm just chillin'
Thought about it twice, now I'm like, "No way"
I ain't
scholarships
[Doc Doom]
Pulp Fiction, driving in your car without permission
With a video vixen, giving me head like Bill Clinton
Got a drug addiction, pop
I been had bitches like Pac and Clinton
I Ibaka your shot to give dick to Ms. Hilson
Do the Pretty Girl Rock with this shit in your kidneys
Blow
and I we got
[Big Boi]
Energy like bill and Hillary Clinton did I mention my chicks stay round like a pension plan nigga never penny pinching now for
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