Lyrics:
touch up your shape up when Doc spit on the iron
What it is my brother?
(Trying to live my brother)
How you live my brother?
(Real civilized brother)
I'm
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
Pants barely fit, yeah, I can see it goin'
See you movin' out
Sayin' this your favorite song
Shake, shake, shake, baby, drop it for me
Huh (Shake it)
of bands I got stuffed in my pants
I be spitting my tracks feeling famous
You silly bitches ain't care 'bout my feelings
You sit by a screen and you shame us
funny (uh) shake it honey (Let's get it)
Take it money.. now let's get it (Let's get it)
[G-Dep]
Creep with your people
Though my shit is Sweet
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
balance of the battle axe
Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer back
It's where you find the News Two crew cameras at
It's where my fam is at,
got enough stamina, come through cameo, women wave hands and shake your pants
let your men clap style, smile seduce, my name afro, with the golden goose
and pull out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, Heather be comes classier
Cause Heather be , Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer
makes up the dope crew
that got the shorties in the smash)
Take one (take two) We comin through for your crew
(Who are you?) Talkin about you man (you can't Wu)
But you
We gettin' that bag while you getting that bitch
You throwing in the rag wile we gettin' so rich
Me and my crew pants sag while you down in the ditch
In this thang feeling good
Real ones show me love
Whole crew pulling up
We just came to have fun
I just pull up my pants woah
Yeah I don't really
witness, don't come outside
You might get your shit pushed back tonight)
Yeah, yeah, it justifies
Nas Escobar's leavin' shit mesmerized
Mega live like
through niggas
Whole crews, not just one or two niggas
Cause you ain't representin' the south, you just embarassin'
See you on t.v. in New York, them
in the process
Soft touch, kissing on your neck, hey
Doesn’t even feel like I’ve killed a man
Sober in the morning, turning tables everywhere
Shake
steppin with a weapon, there's a 50/50 chance
If you live, you'll be pissin in your pants
If you die, you'll be chillin in a casket wearin a tuxedo
Labels
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
and getting dumb
Man they want some got enough to go round 2
3 times
You ain't serial killers on the grind
I'ma start with your soul
Then kill your body
You be on that DL
I see your pants is on fire
All them lies that you tell
All that smoke in the air
It had better be an L
It had better be a blunt
I see
Holla at your nigga baby bring your thang
You could shake what you got
Get your pussy real hot
Jump in the gator we could slide to my ???
Just
in the Slum Village
Return of the Boom Bap with two million on the wrist
DJ Drama
Ayo, Tom Brown sale surrounded by drug paraphernalia
I dare you
Patiently watchin waitin for a come up
Get your spot took, we rob land like white man
Plans to overthrow your whole shit by shaking your hand
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
di sittin print inna your brand new sashi pants
[Chorus: ]
[Craigy T:]
Shake your...bam bam, whine to di ground
Model pon a gal because yuh
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