Lyrics:
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
tried to capture real life in an album
And so that you can see this too
I've included in the song names
A percentage estimate of how many
Way, this is our
Pac and Big
Cause I party like a rock star
Fuck when my cocks hard
I drink to the fact
I can't drink and drive a damn car
Man fuck you this is how I
alone, chewing yams
Then some guy who’s big like Bam
Comes up to me,
“Hey how are you, ever seen an asshole bleed?”
So I flee! Away!
Like leaving dinner
saved is zero
Ja Morant with the glock and the free throw
Number one so they calling me D. Rose
I'll live and I'll die by the street code
I ain't never
the motherfucking laws were so raw that I accepted my cross, I was born to be cursed by my thoughts and creativity, gross, is not a marvelous boss, at least with me
barking like he big dog
What he talking shit for?
He out of sync so we throw him in the dish water, reel him in a fish pond
Feel a nigga staring with some
ass up north
Built a tall fence, so high you can't see in
Tilt your defense, bitch
You ain't hard you just pretend
The force much too big
So you could
Your art is suck crooked go hard as fuck
Nigga so hard it's nuts
I exceed limitations (Ow)
Lyrical genius I breathe innovation
Waiting to drop my CD but
Your art is suck
Crooked go hard as fuck
Nigga so hard it's nuts
I exceed limitations (Ow)
Lyrical genius I breathe innovation
Waiting to drop my CD but
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
ish
I smashed your girl on the low low she gave me blow blow
She wanted to go slow didn’t get hard so I didn’t grow
She kicked me out cause I got that
Weezy by here
And I love to see you do so
I love my coupe blow on them deuce-o's
I love a cute ho and you probably love her all right, girl
He
send my thanks
To Big B R O C K
He be on my side
I know everything okay
Aye upstate Florida
Betta make way
For a Dynem takeover
Brock go cray
Fish
eyes focused on the tip top
And the prize the bigger rock
So hard the raw push it on ya block
Said im the man
Got the game on dead bolts
Simply dead
fightin', yeah, yeah
To all my ghetto queens survivin' by all means
There's a rock and a hard place you somewhere in between
Keep fightin', uh baby girl
They put out too many Erases Eraser albums
That guy sucks, he tries too hard
He tried too hard, but he died
He got erased
If you listen close, you can
bars, 30 rock was a sensation
Thought it'd never end til I found her sleeping with my friend
So I need a new girl, and some new friends
Reasons to curb
contact
With those with slow goals who prone to sell crack
On this megaphone, hey look world I'm on
You off, he floss hard cause he celebrate the fact
em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?bath
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
Throbbing in your noggin
(Gotta walk 'em off) we'll talk about 'em
(Before you hit rock bottom)
You've a quandary (Sticky thistle)
Big dilemma (In a pickle)
my shot and it's wet
Prolly can tell by the net
Give me that rock and that shot you ain't blockin
We run down the court like a jet
Might have to tell
to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue
Wake your punk ass up for the
Two double oh five brother
Young Money, the future
Hot boy in the building
Rock hard, hard rock hard body
Got it in
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