Lyrics:
pick it up
While I crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
The double-S vest nigga wreck the discotheque
Sit back relax and while my Squad
of a record
Just respected by others as the man with the solution
An artist of the 80's came and left his contribution
On wax, relax, there's 24 tracks
of a record
Just respected by others as the man with the solution
An artist of the 80's came and left his contribution
On wax, relax, there's 24 tracks
is a racist, Glenn Beck is a racist
Gaza strip was getting bombed
Obama didn’t say shit
Heavenly Father may I holla at you briefly
I wanna meet
I drink Moet not Beck's beer
I stay dressed in slick gear
Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean
I see you when I get there
And it's a fact I keep
the cab, drunk as hell, weed and Beck's on my breath
I'm undercover so I'm dressed in turtleneck and the vest
Tec by the waist, yo cabbie make a left
and Beck's and first class flights
You name it niggaz had it and still got it
Always rhymin with a pardon
like Roxanne I'm about to cold _Get
the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call
For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery stood
the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call
For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery stood
Hay
Heavy Bank
1019
Villa get that paper girl I get that paper girl
Mike Beck
Villa Nova let's go
I don't know what y'all been told
Villa No get that
ride like Beck
Boutta give me that neck
Off these drugs... Got me dead
Wanna suck me off? I said baby go ahead
Wanna chat me up? How bout instead
Tongue
my keyboard
I'm just messing around
Messing around for a long time
Just, uh, waiting
Time to go by
Sittin' around here and watching TV
Nothing's
the way you talked
Or the mystery
Of if are you a girl or a guy
We're gonna be late for Beck
If we keep standing here
Smoking Marlboro cigarettes
This is
hope to one day
Pretty promises to teach the tender child
To welcome madness every Monday
Beck and call
It didn't seem to matter at all
Beck and call
You
Irmão, pila esse beck
ouve esse som, te deixa leve
hoje a missão é entrar no game
sem uma conclusão
só a caneta na mão
e a rima no pente.
[VXII]
York, LA, and everybody inside
DM Kanye, Matt Healy, or Haim
and if you’re at Clandestino by the end of the night,
You’ll know, you’ll know, you’ll know
got it at that store
Get it at the 99 cent store, nigga
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, yo, yo, we on the steps with a six pack of Beck's
Four dutches, Osh Kosh
a Beck's boy
Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the nigga to check for
Want to spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' f-are-e
cheek
But be at your beck and call
Simmer down, let's take it by the week
And keep it going 'till we drawl
Simmer down, back to back baby
I cannot stop
Yeah, he had beef up there
With the same ones we seen at the strip arcade
With the scar by his head
Aight, aight, get the big shit
No bullshit, it's time
tu ne yah pas moh mboutman, gère le couloir.
Périka i fit mach u hein, j'ai le pouvoir.
All my enemy's, go confirmé.
If u di yah bat, i beck, go njong
These silent chances pass one by
Who never knew of them at all.
Resigned to the hands of fate
We await her impending beck and call.
Until we
at me
Pull your panties to the side
I know this girl with boots on she's turned on by wearin G strings
She likes her thongs with my fingers all
just want to spit man I don't need this grief
[VERSE TWO]
[HOST]
I mean you got Will smith and jada Beck's and posh,
J-low and Ben aflet, 50 and vivica
_(cropped).jpg/207px-BeckMSG190718-13_(47065153261)_(cropped).jpg "Beck")
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