Lyrics:
you (coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position
And destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough
Your whole
the hand on the watch
To the, tick-tock, ya don't stop
To the, tick-tock, ya don't stop
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
3-6-5 'til the new year
[Mannie]
Wha wha wha nigga nigga
I put piss stains on private planes cause its my jet nigga
Money ain't shit cause my rottweilers drink moet
inch of the verb
Every inch of the curb
I'm a hit it, like the lottery baby
Better believe it (please believe it)
Hey, yeah
If it's pimping you wanting
collecting my fee
With the 48-tracks and the M - I - C
Got a palace in the Hills overlooking the sea
It's worth eight, but I only paid five point three
at
Those is twenty inch rims not no hub caps
Rolling round the city where the plug at
New to the city where they does that
I be in the cut where the thugs
at backs
You see the wave like your staring at Max,
.. I be anywhere letting it hang,
Rock a show, Guestlist, they better let in the gang
Reppin for notts,
fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no
the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window
the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window
to the max
I been sitting long enough and now its time to shake back
Everything a nigga lost I’m about to take back
Got a gift thats undeniable and its meant
'til next September
Three, it be like that, see?
This ain't about the trippers trippin' like they know they be
This ain't about this, that, what,
Punk, bitch
He's 1-inch small, but he want to talk tall
Trying to fight the law, escorted by a cop car
Love to run your mouth, till I give you
them Corn Rows to the back
I ain't really tryin' to be picky
But if you give me somethin', it's got to be the sticky
Doin' by the ounces, lo' lo's
and touch you as if to heal (heal)
Layer by layer, inch by inch, until your true love is revealed
Oh, I see, oh, this is what you wanted, baby
One kiss
her boyfriend
You goin' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing
But
her boyfriend
You goin' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing
But
the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window
bang to wax, torture pack, pump it to the max
Till your heart collapse, fully auto rap
Slang bang to wax, torture pack, pump it to the max
Till your
'em G stacks
And got them corn rows to the back
I ain't really trying to be picky
But if you give me somethin, its got to be the sticky
Doing by
to the Wheel of Fortune where Pat don't Sajak
Bring it to these cats often, the biggest payback
is when I condemn men, to purgatory
Stick a pen, do
the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window
the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window
the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window
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