Lyrics:
And I'll demolish the rest of it with my balls
Everybody wants to fuck the SKiT (Yuh)
Everybody wants that seventh inch
And if I offered the world the dick
Yeah
Yo, son, you gotta take me to get them Clarks, man
Yo, check it out, yo
Yo, I got a new, yo, niggas don't even know, son
Yo, check
Yeah
Yo, son, you gotta take me to get them Clarks, man
Yo, check it out, yo
Yo, I got a new, yo, niggas don't even know, son
Yo, check
through excuse me gotta get by
Sorry no I can't slow down for nobody gotta the island on my back
Drove around pass the pile up got the miles up on the max
of these races
Life is full of those gaps
Don't try it to fill it with lies
What I saw was
So real
III) S.A.D. (Solitude Affective Disorder)
For so long
drop it drop
Ooh take it take it
Now won't you wobble wobble
Let me see you shake it shake it
Now won't you drop it drop
Ooh take it take it
Now won't
Yeah
Haha, yeah
Yeah
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
For sure I'ma
Yeah
Haha, yeah
Yeah
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
For sure I'ma
or borrow
We take shit, fuck you and yo fake bitch, when the eight (.8mm) spit
You could feel the hatred, taste it
You high right now, you ain't ready
easy)
Though I've never had it easy
(Though I)
Covered the distance
Now my energy distant
Let it be
Let it be
Twenty-Three
Went harder when I had to take
huh!)
Ain’t dropped a song in a while !.. (Dang!)/
Traphouse bounce ! Watch it come in by the count, I doubt that we gone see a drought !,
I come from
tremble back to crib
Press my skull against the door it cracks an inch
Sorta really trashed I trip
On the floormat, i'm planking
Lift my head to wince but
Bitch I'm going to mars
Poppin xany bars won't take you far
Lol you trippin bitch you'll never be a star
Yo bitch told me she wants more than one inch
She
Take it, no I insist, we can (f***) in the morning
And shop through the day
Tonight Max was performing so we can go play
Huh, jealousy and envy
Act like you, wan' try and take my D's
Watch how fast these slugs in this thang gon' leave
Watch how many holes in ya body it leaves
Watch how much
Chorus
Don't get it twisted by the high heels and pretty dress.
She aint the type you bring home to your mama.
She's a maniac a maneater.
She'll hit
I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus: KRS-One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
You the same little shawty that I wanted
She appreciate it love me when I bought it
Put a brand new 40 inch right by your two piece
We been rolling
flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit
All of this was around spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good three year run
Anyway,
to wreck
[Verse 3: SPM]
Money and the power, glass on the Prowler
Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all about it
Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like
simple like A, B, C
Blinded by your love but it's you I see
Do re mi
A b c ,its easy e
1 2 3 ,don't you see
I love you
Do re mi
A b c ,its easy like
1
had me dosed
I never chose
What they did to me?
Drilling a three inch nail through my Mind viciously
Like millenium I'm puzzeling
Eight years
money in your head, that's hypothetical
Bitch I gotta focus, money only thing on my mind
Poured a three of wok at 3:30, it was gone by five
Make all
to make you mine
This is something every girl should know
Every part of you comes alive when you take it slow
And every nervous twitch that happens
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