Lyrics:
to a hoe after a show
Homie, I don't play that shit one bit
Fuck around and get your head cut off like quick
Psychopathic bitch boy, peep the axe
or let you down
Well I'm here to tell ya that dick's a clown
Though he was just a boy when he made that vow
I'd bet it all that he knows by now
All
to a hoe after a show
Homie, I don't play that shit one bit
Fuck around and get your head cut off like quick
Psychopathic bitch boy, peep the axe
Hey!
Welcome to another exciting episode of Delray's number 1 game show:
The Joker's Wild!
Shaggy, tell us something about tonight's
up or let you down"
Well I'm here to tell you that Dick's a clown
Though he was just a boy when he made that vow
I'd bet it all that he knows by now
want (oh-oh)
Tell me what you want (Mase)
Tell me what you want (Bad Boy, '98)
(Tell me what you want, come on)
Tell me what you want from me
Take
player (fake player) ain't nobody killin (hey, I'm a ball for real)
(oh, oh, oh)
Girl I know you do the nasty (nasty)
I could tell when ya (when ya)
a dub sack, hey boy
Come to irritate yo day, boy
Watch yo chest seperate, boy
When I cocks me gloc me done tossed dem buck shots
And done kill them blood
Yeah, uh huh
Teairra Mari
All star
Come On, come on
Lets go!
Well let me start out by saying this
And there ain't no game in this
Don't even
yeah
Ooh nana
The crew they don't like
Threatened by the alpha males yeah yeah yeah
Ooh oh my
The view so bright
Looking at my future, baby hey yeah yeah
wedding day for April 23rd
Jump the broom, feeling good, love kept the boy alive
Honeymoon in Tobago, did-did some shows with Tribe
Hopin' to do a group
Atlanta playboy
Don't got much to say, boy
Cradle to the grave, and it's been like that since a slave, boy
It ain't shit to pull up, pick the fucking
speed ball
まるでノクタンビュールさ 夢で踊る
Sister said, "Hey boy, listen to me" hey girl, listen to me now
"You must be careful, yeah, by yourself"
Thank you God,
solo
Solo
Solo
(Hey boys, mmm, it's lacey, baby)
I fly solo
You know I told you boy, you're always on my mind
You know that I'm crazy about ya, I
if I don't want to
Hey, man, we all can't be like you
I wish we were all rose-colored too
My rose-colored boy
Leave me here a little bit longer
I think
(Rick Fox?)
Stick to the script or fuck around and get written out
We in this motherfucker throwing up the set (1-7)
G4 boys, throw 'em off the jet
Benny
Hey you bum - yeah, you, move over
Get your ass off that range rover
Mark
That attitude toward the homeless is just what
Maureen is protesting
Hey I think this is one of those things everybody needs to hear every once in a while
Just a little reassurance for the lesser heard in the greater
Vonku je hnusné slnečné počasie a vy práve počúvate Big Boy FM
Môj rap je taký smradlavý, že po ňom pomenovali Púchov
Tvoja show všetkým pripomína
Bitch, you broke
Broke, hey
D-Roc
Bitch, you broke
D-Roc
You ain't got no money, bitch, you broke
You trippin', boy, you must be sniffin'
off the ground
Brushed the snow from off his grimy clothes
And he said hey kid what's the name of this town
The frightened boy said Grandville sir
The nigga wanna be me, don't it?
But the money got blood all on it
Yeah, the money got blood all on it (hey)
My young niggas ready to shoot (damn)
sippin' on gin hey
See I'm a bad boy I'm Aceyalone I'm Aceyaloony
I'm Aceyalone a nigga from the boonies
I'm Aceyalone (....?????what the hell is he
a backwoods baby
Drive my tractor drive me crazy
Likes huntin'
Loves fishin'
And she can hold her own in the kitchen
And by the way boys did I mention
She's
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