Lyrics:
mean
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
[T.I. talking over the chorus]
Yeah, so
You already know, Hey
I'm the hottest nigga
You're on a tightrope ride
Nobody by your side
Well, you're all alone
Gotta find a new home
Don't go over the line
You better keep on time
and I'm doing right by it
Push that bitch over to the left side
Lemme show ‘em what I mean when I rep the west side
Bully my way into trouble, I'm that kind
the system blastin'
Cold forty dogs, smilin' and laughin'
Girls all over, the kind I adore
I felt like a kid in a candy store
That's when I seen her
Her
ON AND ON words & music by Brian Campbell
On and on
and over and over
and day after day
I think about you --
Though day after day
We smoking purple, don't mess with our circle
Runway hit up Virgil, did I do that no Urkel
Messin with your brian,uh, messing with your mental
This
We like to go over the hill
Hey, woman, will you be there? Because my buddies and I will
Having a good time
Passing the by-line
We'll be having
name is Mr. Shady
Children, quiet down please
Brian, don't throw that (shut up)
Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
While Mr. Kaniff is out
name is Mr. Shady
Children, quiet down please
Brian, don't throw that (shut up)
Mr. Shady will be your new substitute
While Mr. Kaniff is out
Brian got by
And I had a lavish dream
Now I watch Aladdin with the whole tard team
I don't order post mates, my mates post orders
If you don't be
courses through her blood
And Brian's floating face down in the pond
The frogs calls echo out and over yond
And Jack has slumped down underneath the bar
to the land of O'Neill and O'Donnell
Of Lord Lucan of old and the immortal O'Connell
Where Brian chased the Dane and St. Patrick the vermin
And whose valleys
what I'm saying?
So answer my question (Durk)
Is you riding for the case you know? (For the case you know)
Is you dying by the case, you know? (Is
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
Sunday
Lunch and then wandered over to the cathedral to observe the wonderful faces on
The Portico.
May, 1992 - Santiago de Compostella (St. James in
someone fucking jizzed on the lid
It's a little bit of Joe pubic hair in his shit
Shit fard, fucking barred by the plunger
Fucking fard like it's thunder
Something to take the edge off of nothing
I just can't concentrate when you're always happening
Brian's a prick with his tights scrunched up at his
screws
We had a minor dribble in our fancy kitchen faucet
The leak was in the sprayer hose and fastened by a screw
It saddens me to tell you that we've no
factual, we can take over this earth, we’re galactical.
Let me make it clear, we can take there, a diamond in the rough with a shiny glare,
You got me
see when I get home,
it’s you.
Hook:
Bridge:
“Give You What’cha Want” Written by Troy Harrington, Brian Thomas and Emmanuel Duncan
2015 Brian Thomas,
Meet Jade Goody big Brother's famous fuckwit
Dig her up and shake her hand
Finger her kebab
After Brian Dowling, before Brian Belo
There was a lady
bitches
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens
Baby, Brian, B., Bubble, you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with
for a king
By the time we got to arizona
Tommorrows a long time
We got god on our side
Over bass and drum beats hear the good rhymes ride
A poison goin
looks so sweet and young
Eyes quickly shift to Jack Kevorkian
Uneven and tidal all with exit policies
Followed by anti-ballistic migraines
And Brian
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