Lyrics:
time fa da boxin cause ion like to touch em
But if you run up on me den i guess i have to bust ya
It's too much money out here to be worried bout
by my fragrance
Swerve through East on my dirtbike told your girl jump on like I don't bite
She sipped on henny but I sip sprite, can't let fed pull
a contradiction
Wasn't good at much but this is where my dominance is
You got it like that (do you)
We kill everything for the right price tag
Sit tight stay
insuring they car
Attracting your star, cause nigga my piece attracting your car
We got too much green, and that's real by far
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
much cranberry
In my cup, girl dai too much
We drinking straight unuh
Madness in de place unuh
Gyal dem wining waist unuh
Bottles by de case unuh
Drink
me darg
Man are like "Fam you're too
Much for me darg"
North London niggas got love for me darg
I get love in the east and the west
And the south side
Girl, it´s been a long time that we´ve been apart
Much too long for a man who needs love
I miss you since I´ve been away
Babe, it wasn´t easy
[Chorus: Treach]
So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
KABOOM!! The whole room the platune don't give a nigga what?
Your whole style got too much
life is? (Huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryna get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (oh)
And Dr. Dre
ain't nothing but tutti fruity
Get on the floor if ya got that booty
Shake what ya momma gave ya, shake what ya momma gave ya
Dance, too much booty in
gon’ cost you
More than four quarters
Big mouths I slap shut and
Slap nuts I vanquish
Flap them lips too much you’ll
Leave using sign language
Call me
Will you please take your seats
And clear the isle
Mic check
I be doing things on my own, and ain't no need for a mentor
Girls want to see me
well
I met this girl, thick as hell
Only sixteen, said her name was Linell
I took her to my house, I could not wait
Her shit was much tighter than
well
I met this girl, thick as hell
Only sixteen, said her name was Linell
I took her to my house, I could not wait
Her shit was much tighter than
when they see the dog food
Home girl scopin' homie she can come too
Wait, wait, wait
Back on my bars like a nigga never left
All up in my bag cause you
got things on my mind I can't explain
A lot I can't speak on cause it done brought too much of pain
Can't get swallowed by the system I know it's
Who is he, Mr. Rand McNally?
I had I dream that mystery was me. Now who else could I be?
I dreamed I went to England and met the spice girls
the Ice you pick
Step into my cold area, polar bear wear
White minking, white Lincoln, now what you thinking
What? Too much Ice got you blinking?
Meanwhile,
Drip too much get a squeegee boutta take a trip to Fiji
Seeing me good like hd I got the bread like pastry
Born with spice got maced g
Driving back home
original Nene
Na she dey cause my gbege
She no be Edede oh yea yea yea
That's my Nene baby no time
I no dey talk too much, i go chop
You give you love
the girls who's in love with theyself
This is for all the girls that done did it by theyself
This is for all the girls that's I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
This is
yo wife was bleedin
Now your life is leavin yo body, for drinkin too much Bacardi
You should've known when you started
Never fuck with G and E
In
yo wife was bleedin'
Now your life is leavin' yo body, for drinkin' too much Bacardi
You should've known when you started
Never fuck with G and E
now I'm numb to the pain
Came to your studio now the beast has been slain
-I smoke too much dank I could go insane
--instead I school niggas with a ¼
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