Lyrics:
motherfucker put together, that's it
A nigga wit a grip off that gangsta shit
Wit a fat ass sack, some Tanquerey and a bitch
but movin butt-naked on my flo'
that's right)
About how feels to end up used
I'll put the trap out and ensnare ya
Run away from my wrath, I dare ya (I dare ya, hoe, I dare ya)
In tu
your sorrow
Till tomorrow comes again, now
Tuck yourself in, sing a lullaby
It's coming to an end
Please baby you don't gotta cry
It's coming to an end
know you aching
I'm so amazing, here for the taking!
I ain't gonna step on fuckers for the payments
I'm a maze end, and if you're hating
You can come
have a lot of
Things to accomplish before that day occurs i
Need my Americans to not worry about the
End because the end is unpreventable
It's science i
stress
And of course I got my skeng
Foot on the gas tryna chase these checks
I step in the ends with the loudest pebs
I got bricks, loud, butt-off
Don't
Can I have a moment of silence
Didn't know that I'd end up trying to keep you here when I'm left in the dust
Can I have a moment of silence
Didn't
Said you need someone who can love you right
Until the end of time
Until the end of time
Said you want something real beyond one night
Till the end
HA
But if you don't you won't
You'll end up in your trouble while the fury of funk, we speedballin
Uhh, uhh, yeah sucka we're speedballin ballin
pooh-butt
Step to me, the cops are still diggin n****z up
What's up? What's up? What's up? You want to try your luck
You move you weave you bob you got
and jigglin'
Butt look like big lips talkin' and whisperin'
Sayin' and her voice so feminine
Either her booty talkin' or my Hennessey kickin' in
I smile,
named Vivian
Brown-skinned cinnamon, playin' and pimpin' men
Swimmin' in Benjamins
Body like a Buick bumpin', jumpin' and jigglin'
Butt look like big lips
But in the end they got me back you see
They all took a dip and spit on me
Well, they pinned me down on the auction block
And took my Skoal away
In tomorrow I see no promise
and yesterday was like today
Woke up, got up, near eleven o'clock
butt naked except I was wearing my socks
and that's
momma Lil' Tamera
Feel like a samurai or Zorro
Rich niggas don't borrow
Cut a check or wait til the bank open tomorrow
Look at ya sorrow, ends gotta meet,
Wind blows back and the batons charging
It winds all the way
Right to the butt of my gun
Maybe now your time has come
From the back streets
ain't tryna be all dat
I'm just tryna hit it by the end of the night
Lil' mama so bad and her booty so tight
When I hit it from the back, don't fuss,
already got a man, I ain't tryna be all dat
I'm just tryna hit it by the end of the night
Lil' mama so bad and her booty so tight
When I hit it from
Break through wit the rythm that'll rock your whole crew
Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt
Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggas up
[DMX - dialogue]
I ain't goin back to jail
Next time, the County or the State see me
it's gonna be in a bag
UHH! This is it baby!
End
I ain't goin back to jail
Next time, the county or the state see me
It's gonna be in a bag
Uhh, this is it baby
End of the road, ha hah
When
end my little war with the Rico
Bitches lookin' at me, Keisha look at all this change
It's the heart of war tour bus full of K's
Master P money I could
a unicorn hoops (hoops)
This is how a unicorn
Oops (oh, geez, stop)
This is how a unicorn struts (struts)
Oh, watch us shake your unicorn butts (butts
a damn nice butt.
It's over.
But more and more,
she tries to make me stay, ok-ok, ok, ok
Eryn Smith, I don't want you to hate me.
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