Lyrics:
to get the dough!
Boom bip BAM here I am
Even fans in Japan be tellin me I'm the man
Fat Joe a.k.a. the woman fucker
Beat you down
you more I should have danced with you
In the middle of the loving room
I know, I know, I know
Im a dreamer, but I need her (But I need her)
I found
peeped, she came by to let me hammer her
She's looking right, damn, I should've hid the camera
She hit me off but, yo, it's my word
She got dropped by
her house
Down.
Ned headed to the Albion Hotel, where curious locals cheered upon seeing him. After one
final drink, Ned was joined by the rest
around
And been labeled as such
I want more than attention
And to feel your touch
But that's all you want
And from more than one guy
I have fantasies
Looking at
All this rappers Iv been eating
Even if I was 2 pac by now I would have pot belly
I’m a shot (short) caller
It’s like I’m on the phone with
I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to
You can run your mouth, I don't care (care)
But if you get too close, I'm gon' clap you
It's too
your ex, gon' be better than your next
Baby Screwed Up so you better be from Tex-as
Can't seem to doubt that I creamed her out
Now you dream about how I
And I came to have fun, here homie
(what else?)
And I came wit a ton of money (but)
Don't get it twisted the gun is on me (now)
This chick's wit her man
fatalnie
Jego ręce drżały jego oczy były przekrwione
I nawet jak na czarnego był bardzo blady
I was down in old Joe's barroom
On the corner by the square
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be the kind
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be
the players fucked up
She was loose as a goose
But I should've ducked
Her, and sure, I still hit her up, but
Only to say I fuckin' hate you, bitch
I gave her
off the way it should have been
One of my homies that was one of my artists, he got signed
But it was supposed to really go through my production
We all have dreams that we will make it
Like one day I will change it
One day I'll have a tour sold out tour, selling more dates than dangerous
I
better be from Tex-as
Can't seem to doubt that I creamed her out
Now you dream about how I turned Nieman out
Nothin to scream about just back your
a fight
In Nuevo Laredo I travel no more
Since her father hollered don't darken my door
But each night by moonlight I'm all happy man
You should see
a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin' quotas
Shorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told ya
When movin' the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can
it is! Can she see me?
Should I call her name? Fuck it imma cross the road (Listen to your heart)
While I'm crossing, heart is racing
Vision getting
just me her and joe
Joe is her boyfriend that wishes mom was a different race
Cuz with his fist he put red all over her face
Beat the breaks off her
I
me, you should drop that bum
'Cause I got more flavor than Fruit Striped Gum
With that big round butt of yours
I'd like to butter your muffin I'm not
that
But think how we think about it
I sit on the stand
Creepy Uncle Joe
And I get hot, I got a lot of, I got hairy legs that turn
Creepy Uncle Joe
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league
NBA, never broke again, never
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