Lyrics:
When they hit a nigga, Twista rockin city after city
They gon' ask, "Is he doin it with Bizzy?"
And you know why they done that (why?)
Because we two
they on my nuts
I shake them off like Taylor does
Since I got welcomed to the party like I'm pop they all want smoke
I told them sorry but my brother
of mine
Feeling like it need to make up its own mind
Lyric insanity it’s just us two
Running my conscience like duck, duck, goose
Might as well pick up
you're comin' to the party or you truant as hell
Politicians ain't got no problem puttin' you in the cell
It's like we rolled up a snowball and threw it
And then change the name
Let me pull up the lyrics. They're nuts
Is this also you
No, this is my friend Holly
That one was hard to record
Is this Elise
[Lord Finesse]
Aw yeah coming is my man Andre the Giant in the house you
Know what I'm saying? I got my man Rhyme Inspector Percee P
In
tellin you, man?)
You got it, I want it
I want it, you got it
You got it, I want it
I want it, you got it
[ VERSE 2: Dangerous Dame ]
I got it, and when
I won't lie, this is what heart and passion do
You fans singing all my lyrics man you make me invincible
This music got me off drugs, your future is
a banger bey, this breaking up your speaker
They know me and Sheedo fucking hotter than a fever
Starting shit on my wild ass shit
And my closet got
the nastiest since 2 girls and 1 cup
Lyrics leave you dumbstruck pummel you till you punch drunk
I'm nice like Rabbit battling niggas next to the lunch truck
99 Bottles of Beer Lyrics BY: D-Black
1st verse
I knew this player name Heineken his Boy Corona/
Old foster ran a juke joint on the corner/
Colors
Welcome to my little party in your honor
The guest list has been compiled so that you go out in style
You don't mind if my friends introduce
can't be a statistic, make mama happy
Say I got my own flow, they say I be snapping
I can't fumble the bag, I be Green Bay packing
Number 2 but you know
bout action,
Beefin with my family got me hurting on the inside,
Talkin to my shorty she like baby let that shit ride,
Hardest shit to do when you
(Ian go lie)
(That shitt actually sound good)
(Aye, leave that in there)
(Just turn me up a lil more)
(My lil brother told me)
(He say mane just run
big for them little whips, the door won't close
Got the big truck, bent up, all over the road
Remember little Keith, from P.S. 93 with his brothers
think will fit me
Party everyday course I'm young and I'm free
Is so me if i dey sing when i dey bath
Originally I'm big fan of myself
When you riding
make's it super bad.
On the floor we got the party going
On and on and on to the break of dawn
Over and over again,
We'll be the ones to make you dance
jokers
But for my down ones
whatever they need, Ima grab it
Cuz all my people know
I got they back like a jacket
We gotta be on top,
cause 2nd isnt
bounce around in your body
The big ones go through
My brother Mark took me to the peak
I turked him up on the XPillz
I was like Gucci Man with the party
the attacks with my led
And so far I had a punchline
Every two to four bars
And if you ain't catch them
Then you got slow thoughts
I go hard
And show art like
When they hit a nigga, Twista rockin city after city
They gon' ask, "Is he doin it with Bizzy?"
And you know why they done that (why?)
Because we two
hittin up the fellas asking where the hoes at
1 wife, 2 kids, 3 pets, maybe 4
5 or 6 tours worth 7 figures a year or more
Walk in closets with marble up in
When you feel alone
Don't know which way to go
(Smile)
Remember to smile
When you see your dreams that day,
But you got there just too late
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