Lyrics:
One little, two little, three little Indie rap
Headphones, backpack
Watch 'em all, watch 'em all
Watch 'em all, it goes 'Watch out"
Watch 'em all,
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it by
perimeter
I get rid of ya, with two shots from the dillinger
Bruce Willin' ta, try to step to
Tall Sean, I wet you, that's my word to my nephew
Donte,
a newspaper.
Actors/Characters: Two Males — President Roosevelt, Philander Knox, Attorney General
Section I / Intro - these dialogues are “spoken” (not sung)
missing those Dipset beats (yeah)
Really missing Big L, Big Pun, Big Poppa, 2Pac, and ODB
Prodigy and Sean P
Got me pouring whiskey on the concrete
Nigga, fi gunshot
Mafi play big shot
Shoot up them drug spot
Rude boy say fuck cop
Sean P and Buckshot
Buckshot, slugs fly
'Nough man a die for them
drank a bit too much caffeine
Can you tell a bedtime story to help me fall asleep
Okay so two bickering bears are bumbling through the woods
When they
two-doors, gave the charges to the boys
Now I'm bigger than the blogs, now the topic on the Forbes (woo, come on)
Catch a fed charge, now we pardoned by
featuring Master P
We gonna ball till we fall
Were real soldiers gonna be there when the homies call x2
Chorus:
If you're
We'll share the big house
With two cars
Having so much fun
And everything under the sun
Travelling overseas
Living carefree
You right by my side
As we
Sean Price, big knife, ready to shank those
Niggas at the dice game
Frontin' with bankrolls
I said 1-2-3 (Uh huh, uh huh) Let me know
If you're ready
Aye, Navi, let me tell you a story real quick
You deserve to know who's there
Let's go
I remember nights when there was no one there
I remember
to recite raps in His car
He would head nod
He thought whatever I said was Hard
He knew I'd go far
I only ever wanted to get as big as Sean
Though I make good
that
[Chorus]
I know you and you know me [Repeats]
It's the sobb story, the sobb story
Repeat chorus
Verse 2: Charlie Brown
Red like green
I wish I wasn't I wish I had emotions but
Man fuck Bruce he a bitch
Bruce them waves is fake
Where your durag at?, you can tell by the shape
Fuck out
Growing off of his shoulder
Billy had two big
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out
thirty-two and I was only eighteen
She likes to freak, she's just a fiend
It really didn't matter when I saw her in jeans
I want to big freak, fat
the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast
Aww, big bowl of sauerkraut
Every single
like 2 times 2
I'm a sureshot like marksmen, you all dead
Cold red
Money clippers if a nigga fold bread
That will feed four people for
The next four
no saint either I feel that I'm even doing wrong by using this chorus to get through this song
[Chorus: x2]
[Trick Daddy]
You know y'all going
Then rewrite my script til my story's untold
See I got a little money and my life sped up now
I'm fallin' and I can't get up
[Chorus: x2]
I had
Janine
She was thirty-two and I was only eighteen
She likes to freak, she's just a fiend
It really didn't matter when I saw her in jeans
I want to big
Pectations and meet 'em, but first
The "Speedom" verse, now Big Sean
He's goin' too fast
Is he gonna shout or curse out his mom?
There was a time I had
I'm back!
Spit on a bitch, punch on a bitch
After I eat some steak, have her tug on my dick
Nigga filthy rich, two car notes
No house nigga, that's how
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