Lyrics:
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
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
It's too much room (It's scandalous)
Too much, too much room babe, babe
There's too much room up in here
Put your hand a little closer babe
So you
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
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
am I doing too much?
See you got me all alone
Waiting right here by the phone
For you to call me
Just to hear your voice tone
I keep on wonderin'
If
money boy get drop kicked
Live and die by the grind my time to shine I’m not stopping
Yeah I’m busy with that hustle boy I’m plotting
Yeah I’m busy
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
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
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
to act funny
She's got Gazelle and a b-bag too
Fly girl, I want to be with you
You're not the prettiest thing girl, but that's okay
Your painted-on
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
wanna stick shift
I don't want too much
Thinking bout all the shit I want is an overload
To be real, if there's only one thing
I just really want to tell
breaking these walls
Girl, we building trust
If it's too much then let me know
These feelings I have I can't control
I love too hard to be letting you go
I
Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by
I'm waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain
loud when yuh calling to me
Bring it to me bring it to me
I can hear your body talk
Baby your body saying too much eh
Oh say what
Baby come beat this
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
the whole world know
Here comes the Prince Po with another funky intro
Something to parlay with and ease the mental
Our instrumentals are too much for
Prayer
Preacher talking 'bout Christ betrayed
It's like the earth just opened and swallowed him up
He reached too high, was thrown back to the ground
Prayer
Preacher talking 'bout Christ betrayed
It's like the earth just opened and swallowed him up
He reached too high, was thrown back to the ground
Gonna need a drink
Did you ever meet a girl and she seems real nice
Real nice yeah, like sugar and spice
I held her by the hand and I kissed her once
crown
Hotel sex we gon' check in the lounge
Got too much bars I'm running out of nouns
Kill streak on the opps make em' run out of town
Big GMG,
my Way
Condo Chiefin Kush by the Lake
Give me one reason to drip on a Lame
(Yeah) There's Too much dough to be made
Cant let These Hoes get in my
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