Lyrics:
and registration is good, go check it
It cost to be the boss, it cost for me to floss
Of course you see the frost, got diamonds on my neck
I'm the big skipper,
and walked over to me
And said license and registration please
I looked up at him and said
Officer, is there somethin' wrong
He said no, except for you
registration
"WHERE THE FUCK" do I work
"WHAT THE FUCK" is my occupation
Well I'm an MC, I'm down with the Fugees
Mother Mary caught a flashback like Rodney now
and says
License and registration, please
I looked up at him and said officer is there something wrong
He said no, except you were doing 85 in a 60 mile
registration, I'm in them paper tags now
I'm crazier than a mental patient, fillin' up that stash now
Can't think about my past now, all I'm thinkin' is cash now
rotation
Pass it like a test cause
This system got me stressed
So when they stop me askin for
License and registration I'm like
Save it for another day
I
registrations
Boy I tell you she was pitiful
Damn
Hopefully repentable
Get it right
I try to stay away from artificial plastic ass
Blow the motherfucking
Now one time is deep, jack a nigga and a bitch
License and registration
"All I got is a driver's permit"
Niggas can't have shit
We got dogs that
One time his D jacked a nigga and old bitch
License and registration
"All I got is a driver's permit"
Niggas can't have shit
We got dogs that rip
mind
Honey we don't need no registration
We don't need no license anymore
Let me in the driver's side
And we can take a ride
We don't need
you a rap singer
I know you smoke weed, let me smell your finger
Linger, that the green thumb jars got a valid registration and my cannabis card
I'm
us on wanted posters
Asked for license and registration with they gun out the holster
Some of us guilty, some of us not, some of us filthy rich
the piggy is getting near
I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear
Is pulled into the rear and all I fucking hear is
(Can I see your registration
for my license
(Oh yeah)
Registration so I played him some Elvis
He let me go
Then I lit on the challas
I said if things don't change
We headed
and registration
Wu music, good hemp and stimulation
Pull out the station, yield to pedestrians
Blacks, whites, asians, indians and mexicans
At the light,
the fuck I did, lemme see your registration
I'ma keep it real kid I’m just hatin
Ain’t a opportunity I ain’t take close chase
City national bank evolve into
too long, I got a tax ID.
Right ID, proper registration never thought I'd see.
Full coverage on my feet.
Hold up, slow it down and let me think about
come out
Pop bottles when you come out
At the gate pick you up
You drive the Hum' out
License plate, registration
Suitcases full of big faces
If I ain't
stolen (stolen)
No registration ('stration)
Cops patrollin' (patrollin')
Now they done stop me and I get locked up
They won't let me out
They won't
A dreamcatcher, a roadmap
Registration and insurance
A toy car, a rubber band and a tape of the Jimmy Hendrix Experience
A cup holder, a steering wheel, a soda
my medication (uh-huh, ooh)
All it took was dedication (ayy)
Driving foreigns with no registration, oh we made it (ayy)
I dreamed it all
If young
somebody tell them hoes it's a celebration
All my niggas got guns no registration
Now go an’ light that weed up, I’m Trukfit tee’d up
Hoes down, B's up
Don't you agree?
Uhh, and Jon Brion on the keys right now
And Warren Campbell on the keys right now
So they ask me - why you call it Late Registration
registration
Got on a million dollars in jewelry when I think about it
Got more guns than a terrorist when I think about it
All these cars, my kids
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