Lyrics:
as a beaver, you best believe-a
This grand diva's runnin' shit with the speed of a cheetah, meet a
Lyrical murderer, I'm servin' 'em like two scoops
I'm out the gate like a race horse, made in the A of course
That's A for Alabama, I'll be damned if I say Georgia
Tennessee in this bitch, I got some
killer cravings
Of tainted pure innocence
Skinning cheetah girls for more
Pure mammal prints
Regurgitating bottomless gin rinse
And playing sparta with
This dream is for you
This dream is for you
This dream is for you
This dream is for you
Trapped inside of a dark box this Fort Knox
Stuck behind
tell so well
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked the ON microphone
When I met Joan, I took her home
She was just like
tell so well
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked the ON microphone
When I met Joan, I took her home
She was just like
debt... cause I took out [some] loans
My pockets deep.. like Davy Jones I'm a
Pirate for booty and I caught ya off duty, gettin'
Hunted by [the] cheetah
girls, with Bobby Jo, rockin escrows
Westside highway callin OJ cabs, doin it my way
People with masks robbin Brinks trucks out in Jersey
Nobody's
kiko
Dominican fly girls, with Bobby Jo, rockin escrows
Westside highway callin OJ cabs, doin it my way
People with masks robbin Brinks trucks out
the swiftness
If you think you're swift with the gift, Merry Christmas
Now stuff that in your stocking
I'm knocking 'em out the box an'
Knocking 'em out their
yeah, you know how we go
My best friend Steven at the Home Depot
Laurelton is in the house, I can't forget Southside
Walk past MCs like that girl did
niggas'll break bats over your head until you leakin
Nigga take that
[Hook](2x)
Did y'all feel dat? *talk box*
We turning you out and we move the crowd, yeah
like what's up now box That nigga
I'm taking him out smoking bro right up in some pounds
Cooking this up like I'm frying some paties on hots bro just
trying to figure out how many grams I'm a chop
Family or not, some niggas making plans with the cops
Trying to figure how to make this animal stop
Who
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
The tales that I tell so well...
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked
Hey, little girl, there's something you don't know
You have nothing left but this body you control
I'd walk away, but before I could start
and sprayed Cage with 'Agent Orange'
And wiped my ass with his page in Source (here!)
The demon is here, steamin' this year
I rip Mystikal's voice box out
and sprayed Cage with 'Agent Orange'
And wiped my ass with his page in Source (here!)
The demon is here, steamin' this year
I rip Mystikal's voice box out
damaged the block
Now girl let me damaged the box
They don't understand it but girl they gon manage just know we been through a lot
You da one that I want
you cross when you talk I'm boss don't Get in my way
I need my percentage paid
Sign by the X for them O's
I be so fresh she wanna fuck in my clothes
call him? Let's come together in one mind
What should we call him? We should call him The Electric Man
Right, we gon give you a time, to break out
dream, I got the spoilas
Used to box up the tips, now we counting major stacks
Went from warming up the bench to signing onto supermax
Played out your
pushing weight
I can't push the brakes
Ain't no breaks, on my j.o.b. I'm getting to this cake
You're girl she a cheater
I might have to keep her
She play
to get knocked out the box like Redd Foxx or Willie Nelson
So I keep on making cartoons and movies and records, and anything else, and eh
Just when I think
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