Lyrics:
to my girl
She white, she bright, she shine like a pearl
And I ain't talkin 'bout Lindsay Lohan
I'm talkin 'bout that sniff that blow man, what that
One
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
is be mad at me
Bitch, don't threaten me
Niggas don't know I'm nice with these
You pay the price with these
Come by this pisces, your life cease
out there, switchin' in the kitchen
And Dads in the living room
Fussin' and a-bitchin'
I'm out here, kicking the gong for euphoria
Euphoria - when your
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, and I'm tons of fun
When I dress
thanks, ooh
I'm in my bag, clean mix
Stretch out the pack, clean mix
Stretch out the rocks, clean kicks
Fresh out the box, beat sticks
New money
but they all just wick-wick-wack
I'm not white or red or black, I'm brown
From the Boogie Down
Productions, of course our music be thumping
Others
man lets go
(Cosmic kev)
They call me an asshole but I
Don't give a shit I
Murder beats my homies produce i'm
Inconsiderate split ya head to
The white
Lay back baby doll and I'll rock the cock
Funky Fresh I am, and I always can, Freak Nasty
I'm the man
I take you out to the finest restaurant
Buy
colorful names
I'm so-and-so
I'm this
I'm that
Huh, but they all just wick-wick-wack
I'm not white or red or black
I'm brown
From the Boogie
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate
Eat a big 'ole snake
It's
shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene police lines nigga white sheet shit
Yall roll wit niggas, I'm the one they roll wit
Yall go get niggas, I'm the one
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
make it pop
Cooking tryna' make it lock
I'm tryna' eat fast but I ain't mix a lot
And I ain't imitating Pac
Doing impressions of Big
I'm the greatest
with it
I'm hittin the wall gotta stand up when your scary to fall
Gotta man up when your makin the call and be tough when your walkin the hall
Twizted
right now
You got my attention
Go ahead and fill me in now
What the hell is zombie apocalypse Blues
I'm going to sit right here and tell You
Go ahead
mix?
White boys goin' wild doin' back flips
Playin rock n' roll, mixed it with the black shit
M.O.P, AC/DC
That's it, keep it goin'
Now its Rob
rock a few with my brother Kenny
>From twenty-thousand to ten I'm housin
African culture is what I'm arousin
In your consciousness, soul
spill
I'm Nelly wit' them hollows
'round here I let a 'Tip Drill'
Headshot, your funeral won't exist still
He got dropped wit' no service
Dickhead, now
right now, right now, you got my attention, go ahead, come here now
what the hell is Zombie Apocalypse Blues?
I'm going to sit right here and tell you,
cans
I got your bitch up in my Rover man
I never kiss her, I never hold her hand
In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man
I'mma pimp her, it's over man
out for your tails
Like a poison sold on demand
Like a hard chance
Like a pig tail
I walked my self away
Well, baby I'm talked about
And I
rock the shit to get ya open
Say your looking for some real shit then catch
a funkified batch, like that (like that)
Oakland's on the map
and Pac is
Boogie Down Productions will always get paid
We'll take the wackest song and make it better
Remember to let us into your skin
Cause then you'll
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