Lyrics:
abandon ship
[Rampage the Last Boy Scout & Busta Rhymes]
I 8Off like the Assassin, now I'm blastin I'm takin over
Stick you for your blue Range Rover
Stick it in the gut
Cheap fog, cheap fog
Rotting scout-belt
Stick it in the gut
Who are the riff-makers.
Who are they really?
How old are
I cheat)
She know I lie, I be geeked up, I be fried (21)
Sweep the room, we pull up with brooms (21, 21)
Smokin' Girl Scout, you can smell
Boy i've been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue
'forever' is something that she knows nothing about
I was worn like a badge, on my last favorite girl scout
all the boys are wondering what's on her
scout
Looking for fuckers to beef cause I'm bored
I'm finna whip your little ass to the door
Wiping the floor
I need to call up my plug for the score
me a scout
Let me break this shit down
Cause you clueless
Don't switch up
You gon owe me now
Can't flick up
We not homies now
Don't switch up
You gon
get a fuck off
And a few more words too
Look at everything that I can do
Play a guitar and write songs too
This is rock 'n roll
Not a scout jamboree
Woo
Nie pozwoli żebym sam spał (nie, woah)
Kiedy jest ze mną to trafiam strzał
(trafiam strzał)
Yeah, jestem jak scout, palę ten lauf
(palę ten
Patrick Swazy
Shooter, Whoopi Goldberg dreads, Jamaican
Haitians
Pronto, bricks be coming blanco
Girls Scout cookies, New York Knick hat
Blue with
Cock him out, girls guy
Yuh deevn' reach scout
If my friend a go inna di grave
Then a unnu haffi go inna di grave
M16 a done inna dem ears
If a thirty
Mi gun inna him mouth (rrah)
Thirty-two pull out like bottle
Stopper pon di stout
Tek a soldier fi a scout and run
Up and dung like taxi route
Addi
You ain't no Eagle Scout
You're all at sea
Oh yes, you brag a lot
Wave your own flag a lot
But you're unsure a lot
You're a lot
Like me
And I've got
that's a half-dead pirate and a fish outta water.
No lie, scout's honor, got a million more
From the burgundy lighting above the shores of whores
Before
about it
Ghetto youths in need and there is no doubt about it
If baby, want feed and can't do without it
Big 45 goin' to scout it
Youths dem ballin'
that soft white and pumped from her crib
Scout's honor, started with my grandmama
Who distributed yay she had flown in from the Bahamas
Partner,
childish rappers that
Need the time out
Wash they mouth out with Bronner's
For showin' out for sponsors
No doubt, scout's honor
Cut off allowances and take
and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed
Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected
And on the fields of Passchendaele
A guiding light
that will survive
In the Girl Scouts, together, We Change the World
Sisters of every color, friends from everywhere
We all make the difference, when
and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed
Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected
And on the fields of Passchendaele
A guiding light
the scouts (swish)
Baow, baow
It's your birthday, you gotta get loud (like, damn)
Baow, baow
Wide hips and her booty is round (like, damn)
Ow, ow, ow
can get in or out
Running out of food for ammunition
Frightened of the darkness
Sending out scouts
Why hang the fire so close
Why hang the fire
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Point Iroquois got its name
Some Ojibway scouts went looking about
For the ones who'd disappeared
At Sault Ste. Marie on a hill they
the scouts out (YaYa)
Had to go back to the chop shop
Bitch give me wop wop inside
The drop top, bitch got a crop-top
On, take them tit's out, yeah
Go hit
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