Lyrics:
the booth was filling with flies!
(help me, help me, help me!)
He held open the legs of his boxer shorts so they could all get in
Yes! and when each
Ah yeah (uh)
Uh, uh (yeah)
Holla if ya hear me
Yeah (uh)
Here we go, turn it up, let's start
From block to block, we snatchin' hearts
A natural, it's nothing to me
Yet these weak acts are everywhere like bums in the street
Taking over like a hunger for weeks
Untouchable like an underage muff
the radio he looks 15 years
Old, like he's in here for
Stealing gum there's Lawson
Who gave me the magazines and
Taught me how to
Use the phone twenty-one
scary to me
Work at a desk I'd be dead in a week
Before I walk out the interview door I'm already preparing to leave
But i needed money I was raring
one got belief in me, I see the tree
Should I take the fruit or should
I leave? Is it the key?
Bitch, I'm high as hell and moving keys
That's by
ain't really learnin'
He been in church but say that he ain't moved by any sermon
His face weak, he ain't prayed in a week
he wake up and just weep
on a mast
In harbor, by mischance he slipt and fell:
A limb was broken when they lifted him
And while he lay recovering there, his wife
Bore him another son,
you playing Matilda
I just hit my jeweler he said what you need
My name on a piece, he did it with eas'
Cuts were unique, I got it in weeks
My turn with
PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH (was followed by "No new taxes," a promise he would not keep)
"We, the jury, in the above entitled action, find the defendant,
abuse I was facing
When he eventually hears this song on his station
He’ll probably sue me for character defamation
But fuck it - got that big dyke energy
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
now?
Oh, oh he can't battle without
Your mothafuckin' crew now
Yeah, exactly you cannot match me
You had wack punchlines
Wheelchairs in Degrassi
Fuck do
me the ball know I’m going to shoot a few
Raw like a movie shoot
I do it all
I’m rocking Cubans too
I’m going stupid too
I’m rolling goo with
You my Hilary, but you try an' diss me
I'ma call on whiskey, need a black lady
independent Oprah Winfrey, ask Oprah Winfrey
Has she heard about me
the mountain of stress
That he built for himself
When he felt he was strong enough to become
Better than he was
See the younger me didn't know better
But he
Bringin Straight Cash For Them Benzez No Plan
N U Kno These Diamond Cardie Lenses 4 Grand
Fab 4 Grand, I Aint Studder Man
Less U Hear Me Bangin Street
('cause no one told me)
Deontay Wilder lost his first fight
He got beat up by Tyson, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike
Oh, the Tyson that he got beat up by was
Ah yeah (uh)
Uh, uh (yeah)
Holla if ya hear me
Yeah (uh)
Here we go, turn it up, let's start
From block to block, we snatchin' hearts
all he was thinkin about
If the school was all boys, he'da been dropped out
When he did drop out, he felt no shame
And if you ask me, he had the right
all he was thinkin about
If the school was all boys, he'da been dropped out
When he did drop out, he felt no shame
And if you ask me, he had the right
to is bark before I fight
Before I take you down, might as well be polite
[Chorus]
Hear 'em say, oh my God, here he come, here he come
Hear 'em say, oh
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
hands with the snakes
Jady came with the cookies
Look at me and tell I'm baked
Hilary
She a Hurricane
Arjun made a wave
You gon' drown by the way
Pouring
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