Lyrics:
Got to be getting in things
You might be hotter and thinner than me
But that don't make you hot or thin
You will not find me in colours
Cbeebie
bitch)
By time you catch up, I'll be on that next shit (skrrt)
Bitches worried 'bout what I don't post (why?)
The only time you turnt, ho, is when I go
Ha ha
Yeah yeah
Make it butter
I'm gonna Bankhead bounce!
No doubt
Ayo watch yo mouth!
Ayo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze
that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Come on Mr. Smith, come get some (some, some, some) (yeah)
When young sons
that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Come on Mr. Smith, come get some (some, some, some) (yeah)
When young sons
them automatics
Lil youngin' he be slangin' iron
And he will never panick
Straight hollow tips filled up my 9 and
I can't wait to blast it
That life
2 Real
You can tell
the real
by how the real
interact
Be surprised who inspired how a homie act
I'm still rising
but still rhyming
Feeling
The odds
The whole court room white, shit get awkward for real (all white)
You thinkin' ten, the judge offer the will
You hope your lawyer get killed (kill 'em)
I
them 3, to come up here wit me
So I can put em where they 'pose to be
One at the head, one in the middle
And one down by my feet, she keep ticklin'
killers.
[Verse 3: Ruc]
96 buildings of children, guns, and bad feelings
Q.B. see we rep by the Millions
each block, ten spots, a hundred different villians
it is,
My uncle real, my uncle ain't snitchin',
That's why I got a free lou shirt with his picture,
Rich ass niggas nuts cross on a nigga,
Well
a scientist and you a lab rat
Now show me where the Kraft at
(money nigga) , I need real cheese
I'm a fresh prince you gotta feel me
I keep a Smith & Wesson
Brown y'all, yeah
[Guru]
To my man Brian B, I remember how you used to be
You were the flyest in the club with three bitches doin rub-a-dub
You was
for my status
I'm not the one to be cool with just living average
Uh yeah so be back to stacking up the cabbage
I hope my future lil one will be
me feedback, I don't need that
Two trips to Costa Rica, I'll be a week back
Before you sign a new act, find out if they wack
Your budget will be
trizack
[method] shine like heaven
Seven [red] six [meth] five [red] four
[meth] three [red] two [meth] one
[redman] come on mr. smith, come get some!
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(Verse three)
Kay S
Baby you are the one that I have been looking for
Cuz every time I think about you I weep ma head back and forth
Like I'm Will smith's
children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream
Y'all have a seat, we be right back, mothafucka...
[Interlude: Shawn Wigs]
Come on, this commercial break's almost over
OutKast, M.J.G., you're
know that's smith
An i tote that smith
We absolute like a fucking fifth
I'm flames but i know three niggas hotter than me
That's hoodstar cocky
, bitch
I told her Black man, but got White friends
I feel like Will Smith (for real)
Bad bitch, quick to rob shit
Jada Pinkett
(Right, right, right, right,
all my kids
Money in my right hand
Smack him Smith
Jewelry in my left hand
I know I'm it
I hit the one two
To the four oh
Call it six one
To the three
sumin')
If 2Pac was here, he would coach me
Real nigga rockin' a Rollie
This for C Murder in Angola (This for C man)
I slept by him every night (We was
We pull up in the evening reefer breathing, heavy scheming
And I be with those who hold a Smith like they name was Stephen
They ask me why as if I
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