Lyrics:
know shit about no choppin' rocks
But what you know about Hip Hop Shops rockin' spots?
When you're the only white boy up in that bitch just rippin'
Now you're eatin' kale, hittin' the gym keepin' up with Kylie and Kim
In the back of the club, kissin' a boy that ain't him
Okay, you need to be alone
You're wasting your time
Roger
We're broke
Mark
And you broke your word - this is absurd
Benny
There is one way you won't have to pay
Roger
I knew it!
you have to play yourself by playin me?
You disrespected me like if I was a kid
Why you have to fu' lie?
You brung out the bad in me
I never thought it
send me down by the scarecrow
And they say hey boy
You better picking bluebirds all day long
It's about time you really got it on
And I know you brothers
window
Never confused me from being collected and cool
I can't be fooled by people abiding a different rule
Skid marks could show, and the roads we've
of my sight
MARK
Wait, wait wait - you said she was sweet
ROGER
Let's go eat I'll just get fat
It's the one vice left - When you're dead meat
There -
on the arm
I love it when you're right there in my arms
Kissin' on my neck
And I know how this gon' end
You in the bed while I'm high on medicine
Told her I
bottles off ya boy's chipped tooth
Look Here,
[Chorus:]
I got myself a gun,Uh Ohhhh!
Yea, I got myself a gun
[Verse 2:]
Listen
Im tha J,tha A, to tha fuck
Still rock the gin 'n juice in hand
(Snoop Dogg!)
I do it for the G's, and I do it for the Hustlaz
Here to annihilate you mark-ass bustas
Fuck
Chorus 2x
Can we link up
I just wanna show you love
Kissin', feelin' on ya butt ouuu
Can we do it right now?
You just fucking up
But I got
[Intro: Redman]
Gilla House niggas
Check it out
('Cause I like it!)
[Verse 1: Redman]
Yo! I'm Ghetto Fab, hungry
Beastie Boy with (Brass Monkey)
the mood)
Baby boy I swear you got me stuck cuz all I see is you
(Boy you got me )
Spell bound.
(Left your mark on me)
Spell bound
Look what you do to me
bitch
Never came back, pussy boy, go die a bitch
Killas on front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just
give me somethin', it's got to be the sticky
Doin' by the ounces, Lo' lo's bouncin
Ninety doin' fakin' with kissin' on the couchin'
Boo
know
You like it slow, boy you know I know
Touchin' on your body and you're
Kissin' all on mine
See I can show you somethin' if
You in for the night
If
Lotta boys round here
Think they're real hot stuff
Swear it's cute
With what little they know
Otta tell em how it is
Cherry taste on my lips
Like
bitch
Never came back, pussy boy, go die a bitch
Killas on front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just
just like Danny Zuko in your tight black jeans
And I'm a sucker for the bad boy look, you know that's me
You got me blushing like an idiot, you're in my
You da best baby
You da best baby
Oooh you da best, for me
You're the best for me baby
Since we met, life ain't been the same
You hold me down, now
is lookin' paranoid and now is spiralin'
You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful
I calculate you're not
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
my life complete
and tonight
we'll make love endlessly cause you're mine
you're the one that i'll keep
for all time
now that you're here boy
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