Lyrics:
'em up, two by two
Keep 'em coming, just one move
It's all in the hips
Watch me grooooooove
Dirty thoughts, floating around your nasty mind
See you
Jacksons
Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill
You know the math, let's make a deal
On a one dollar bill if ya look on the front
You find the face
(it's) eight bars, for the first four bars
You could
Get, like, riff it, get crazy, but like
When I start
Saying two seater and shit, like that part
You
that's what you like
So when I'm rappin on the mic, don't bite
Biatch
[ Dionne Jackson ]
Did you know we do this all the time?
Are you trying
a never-ending cycle but I
Rather you compare me to
Someone that is winning and that's
Won than compare me to
Someone that is washed that's
A natural emotion
sacks of ganja
You two-bit hustla
I'm the wrong brother like Clockers
Wouldn't give you five cents to
Put cheese on the Whopper
So steer near, deal,
they like, "Cinc', where the fuck you been?"
I'm sippin' real codeine, no cup of gin
And if I fuck one time, I can fuck again (ayy)
I'm on that
nothin'
They came around about five o'clock this mornin' (twelve)
Tellin' me I'm coppin' contraband from informants (go)
"Channel 2, Fox 5 (Fox 5), you's
leaf suit
With my five hundred dollar brown knee-high Ballsy
Wes said, "It's pimpin' how you wear 'em outside ya pants
And by the way my ham sandwichs
nothin' compares to the satisfaction
That I feel when we out mashin', me and my girlfriend
All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down
big
Trick - you nigga's ain't shit - pissed, tsk, tsk.
[Chorus: x2]
I does it, I - I does it (does it)
And I'm a make this look like nothin' (nothin
/4
And Lord knows the thing that worries me the most
|1
Is who yer don' it with
That's why, if you don't mind,
|5 2d13 5d7/7
I'd like to sing these
ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin
Ya'll need to alk about somethin cause u ain't talkin
Verse 2
I
hittin' all green lights
Got a bad bad with me
Bout to get right
Nothin' compares to these Dago Cali Nights
Verse 2
Fuck wit a Wrongkind n**** if yall
that piece to my puzzle
And all my satisfaction
You give me butterflies
Like that song by Michael Jackson
Beautiful as a rainbow
No place that we can't
Up out of there
[daz, repeated several times until first verse begins]
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ahh shit
You've done fucked up now
My God)
Ink smeared by my tears on the pages writin' my way out (Are you listenin'?)
Too much pain struggles that came I'll never fade out (Jujy)
Too
the only one? Bitch, it's a few of you (bitch, it's a few)
I don't do one-on-ones, bitch, I need two of you (huh? What? Nah, nah)
I don't trust nothin', I
I get down, Five
And you knowin' how I roll
Ha, and tell that nigga I say
"Thank you, for tellin' me save my money, now I'm strong"
I got
have to be on
Four Seasons with the heaters
He pull in the valet, he playin' Jackson 5 Maria
Pourin' good burgundy, drinkin' wine by the liter
Ahh shit
you've done fucked up now
you done put 2 of Amerikaz most wanted in the same muthafuckin' place
at the same muthafuckin' time
ya'll
everything by the count of three
Stupid ass hoe think she playin' me
But I ain't mad, I just reverse the V
I hop out the crib like what's crackin'
That boy
Uh uh uh uh
Its ok its fawk neen
Cant compare to me 'less you think that they top 5
I been tryna outshine everybody thats outside
You aint watchin ya
Up out of there
[daz, repeated several times until first verse begins]
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ahh shit
You've done fucked up now
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