Lyrics:
make Me Sick
I Got Cake Um In The Mix They Say You Broke I Get You Fixed
Paid In Full Just Like Um In mitch wanna take me out Like Rich
But They Cant
clout
Uh, fuck
Yeah uh
Bitch
I'm in this bitch with my twin
He line it up, he strike it down
I was straight buzzin'
Take it outta me
Talk shit, but you
I wanna let this go, I wanna rewind
20/20 vision but I swear that I can't see right
Drive by, I might pull up playing Limelight
A Team, gotta make
PD, Freaky G,
The whole world wanna be riding with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex,
Babies having babies, Generation X
With the AIDS
the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of
The doctor of the mix
cnd these reasons I'll tell you why
You see I'm six foot one
cnd I'm tons of fun
cnd I
money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin'
I bust a nut and get up and put
money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin'
I bust a nut and get up and put
niggas movin wock an sipping wock that aint no lean
I fucked her till the morning she woke up aint wanna leave
Talm bout breakfast in bed
Bitch give me
you now growin' up was a lonely child
Finally I'm free deep inside I was holdin' fire
Chasin' all my dreams day by day till I'm old and tired
Live
you don't know me
you just left me
you don't know me
you just left me
you don't know me
you just left me
you don't know me
you just left me
And he
You could be one-time it don't matter to me
Cause when you bring your ass to a Likwit show
You gonna get wet if you in the front row
Row, row, Ro,
Now call me Kelly, you're a faggot like it's Jason and Freddy
This ain't no Elm Street, I'm showin' up in your dreams
I catch you looking through my
up in the ceiling
Whole lotta cash on me
U know bitch can't change me
I luv this fuckin' money
I will like swim in it
I'm changin' the lane
That bitch
(need)
Spit tre drop, nigga cocoa leaves (leaves)
A-Town pimp, tell me what you know about it
Wanna talk white, I'll tell ya what I know about it (ha
(need)
Spit tre drop, nigga cocoa leaves (leaves)
A-Town pimp, tell me what you know about it
Wanna talk white, I'll tell ya what I know about it (ha
the push of a button I'll get you wet up in the street
Its never been even I'm one of the best breathin'
Ya red shirts might be ready by next season
everything, she got a fool in love (fool)
Gave it up to me and gangsta after the club
If I was fucking you, I'd be pakin the piss
The horny weight dick
Midwest, even up North
Falling victim to wax, spitting
Bring out the white chalk
All for the gingerbread
We get it and get lost catch me if you can
I
the radar and some stars at the bar now
Orderin' shots for the Dead, Gone and Locked down
Mix Master Mike, Uncle Connie Ray and Chi-Town
Salute, Man I wish
Scott]
Me and my bitch, I swear we like the same sex (ooh)
Fuck with all my chains on, let's have chain sex (serve)
Hangin' with the gang, you get your
this green
I guess Roman's abrasive
Gold doubloons, what I'm paid with
All my papers got faces
Cotton-Linen, what a great mix!
Tell me how you're gonna
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Baby follow me
And I will follow you
Be the real McCoy
So what you wanna
What you wanna do
I got what you want
And you are all I need
You can
And I'm on the road to riches and I'm not stopping a bit
I'm not fucking with you groupie hoes, I'm staying out the mix
And she ask me how I'm doing, bitch
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