Lyrics:
Oh, my, God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
Oh, my, God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
Oh, my, God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
Oh, my, God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends.
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
a rhinoceros for me, Jair Messias. Oh, I like that name. Hasnt he got a lovely name, dont you think? Yes, he has. The music is as always performed by the one man
just real (it's real)
Hit 'em with the remix (remix), goddamn, I just slimed for real (for real)
Say that boy just want some green, you know I filled
my J's
I'm still posted with cutters, I shoot at mamas and brothers
We ain't worried about the others, we see them niggas, they suffer
We bag them
i mean master remix, screamo, and rap what the f*ck
You guys suck!
Get the f*ck up off my nuts (uh huh) you crazy jealous f*cks ( oh oh )
Seems
nåt jättemalle.
1-2.
Do kan dra ner pianot tror jag för det är väldigt vasst I öronen.
Vasst.
Vasst.
Väldigt
Turning my wrist in the pot it is work
Ain't putting in work
You the man on your turf
Oh your a rapper, boy give me your verse
This shit was the worse
Now
the best
Huh, got to be (got to be)
More careful with nostalgia
Tacklin' (my issues), my issues in them Valiums
You like if Sade and Juicy J had
the best
Huh, got to be (got to be)
More careful with nostalgia
Tacklin' (my issues), my issues in them Valiums
You like if Sade and Juicy J had
props
I don't need a chain, I don't need a watch
I copped the rings, then I copped a drop
Then I popped a bottle, yeah mazeltov
Oh you really do it? Well
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
[Paul and J intro]
[Verse 1]
Wrapped in the bay, fuck what you say
Clique tight with, Paul and Juicy J
They paved the way, this where I stay
I
like:
FUCK, SHIT, GOD DAMMIT, MUTHA FUCKA,
YOUNG BITCH, WHORE, SLUT, CUNT, WHEN YOU GONNA BE 18?
In the midst of my crisis I heard her say:
Well I'll be
I keep it doin' it again
Oh, I'm doin' it again
Yes, I'm doin' it again
I said it would end
Uh, remix, rising up out of the flames like
That's bumpin so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that shit is DJ-less niggaz
And all playa hatas you know
Chorus
[Juicy J]
Comin from the darkness
Remix produced by Dayne S
EAN: 4056813098181
You stand up to me.
Say the words,
Oh, so slowly.
Say the words,
Oh, they’re lovely.
You say, “I Love
sayin', "Oh well"
Blazin' up with the devil, watchin' (?) in the cell
Matches your favorite actress, blastin' naked on my mattress
Polygraphs break, you
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
You've been waitin' and debatin' for oh so long
Just starvin' like Marvin for a Cool J. song
If you cried and thought I died, you definitely was wrong
You've been waitin' and debatin' for oh so long
Just starvin' like Marvin for a Cool J. song
If you cried and thought I died, you definitely was wrong
to your room.
Homer: Bart!
Bart: Oh, gimme a break.
Back: The young begins the trouble.
Bart: Well, you're damned if you do,
I know the answer. Well
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