Lyrics:
foul
From the tip of my head to the crack of my ass
She got busy so I called to the crew
You bitches know what to do
Hoes try to front like they
Apple
(aye)
A bowl of Weetabix & Jacks Apple (aye)
None of these fools serious
(No, none of these fools serious)
No more
At all
At all
(At all,
go move on
She keep calling my phone that's why I got two phone
Matter I put both on them on dnd
I been isolated
I don't want conversations
Only
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it out y'all
Two, two Live Crew
Two Li, two Li, two Li, two Live Crew
Fresh, fresh, fresh Kid Ice
Tre-treach Dee
play live
Ask the people who they fly
The crew J5
We ride right into the night
Words that we write
We're calm then a settle your site
Come
chillin and
Front on this and get dissed, motherfucker
Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and
Front on this and get dissed
Ah one two
are cold like tenants
Tryin' to keep your weight up better eat that spinach
For four twenty-five niggas lives get diminished
The world serious, I'm
the bullets start bustin'
First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I live by my rep don't fuck with mine
Da end, the souls of men
("It's the real")
("Conversatin' like some raw pimps sportin' the minks")
Rhymes take flight, gods get tight, it's serious
("You know and I know")
Verse 2: Lek Ratt (40 Thevz)
More temptation than faith
I guess we livin' for the day
I seen a man get swept off his feet
by a boy with an AK
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
metaphor
Two steps forward then itʼs one step back
I was raised by the streets to believe there is no setbacks Survived the gutter, step father, brother
and ravings were soon quelled by
Eriel's quiet urging and the two settled into serious
conversation. Eriel knew his time of assimilation was
near and only
to your knees like a sit-up, bitch
Get too live for the crew, Two-9
We're the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch
Send 'em all to Hell, (?)
Spit it like
to the raving
Out to the raving
Out to the raving crew
Out to the raving
Out to the raving
Out to the raving crew
Out to the raving
Out to the raving
They coming one by one two by two
Bring your friends and I’ll bring my crew
We can all have a party yeah
One big party yeah
They coming one by one
body rock
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
One two, one two, one two, mike, check, check, check,
Yeah, one two, yeah, yeah, clear, clear, yeah.
I'm a young ragga brother from the LDN,
your pores
Got that work like a chore
Sellin it like the store
I got cameras on the wall
On the wall like decor
I don't have 1,2 or the 3
I have 4
dick pussy niggas
Down with the quick
My peeps guzzilin' while your
Crew was takin' sips
Set the vault lampin' comin'
Through comin' through
QB in this
that said, you're half dead. Not that much improvement
Coming to you. And you deserve a life
I'd like to see you live it
But if it's more perilous by
[Intro: Relay & Mic Anthony]
Conversation
[Bridge: Naomi Asia]
Am I crazy? Or out of my mind?
Thinking bout you lately
What are we doing?
Where are
Yeah, check it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
Yup, I rep the few that
Could sell you their life story in two acts, from New Yack
The he who would find glory and knew that
I started in
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