Lyrics:
but
The foods no good she doesn't seem to even notice me here
Her shoulders slumped, I see her tear stained eyes
Head back through the double swinging
to the beat
With Versace on my back and them gators on my feet
[Hook]
But cha' know it ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)
It ain't nothin' but
Top Authority in the house
Uhh
We are slowly for surely dyin, I'm sittin back home cryin, tryin to cope
Watchin over young ones, young Gz comin up
[Chorus]
Boss up, don't get me crossed up
We like to drink the sauce up
Toss money at the bar and floss up
Boss up, y'all know who's the nicest
I'm
i'll be back in a minute
React to the limit and butt out if
Your ass is up in it
Ask if you can kick I say "No you may not
Cause your flow just ain't
The surface blurs and the ocean nears
Sadness bursting disappears
Waves that lift us and toss
Promise made of enduring loss
You speak only of minnows
it
When I pick you up to fuck, I straight hit it and quit it
And you don't trip because the sexin' is good, I be wreckin' 'em good
And they be back in
on the plata. Checked the spot
Seen the P.D. lights. Down the spot was hot
Ed Dog was cuffin'. Threw in the back
Chiste and Lil' Rock jacked for selling that
Yo Pooh, let's... drop... some...
Bass, to make the walls shake
And vibrate the floor, just like an earthquake
King Tee is back again, but with
heat with three jackets on
Smack attack your form cause when I spit I run shit so thick
Cats think I pack a marathon
Back to Babylon in a see through
I'm backflipping to Cleveland or wherever
Probably, anywhere the map show
If they got the tab I can toss the ole' lasso and catch hell
And heaven's
in line
If you ain't SB, you ain't slatt
Only hang with slime
If you ain't my bitch, fall back
Only hang with mines
All I know is punch, scam
intermission
With the raw rap, got your back like raw strap
International like them pancakes, toss that
World travellin' unravellin' the mystery cats who're
died, your leader came alive
2005, he saved, now I'm back from the grave
Wildin' out in the cell blocks is the project Lil Wodie
And I ain't bothering
where all he bass went
When we turn it up a notch, old school like Ed Kotch
Toss my foot up in the air and grab my crotch
Who am I? Michael, keep
the gank move, fuck with me
I hardly notice them
I toss all bums generous portion of my goat
But I keep the bones
Aye doe, bite that
Aye doe, aye doe,
in poison, chest heaving, can't even conceive of the next best thing
"Arrest these heathens, forget the trial, lock 'em up, toss the key"
Dot
there's centuries of us
We're simple man we still sin but there a couple things that we won't do
One is deny the Son hold Him back is number two
We made
operations backfire defeating the design
Seems like a leap in time, back to simpler days
Where technological advances were minimal
Whoever survived were
On a warm July afternoon
Liverwurst, Battenburg, Emmenthall, Syllabub, Muscadet
Throw it all away
We need more height
Toss is all to the side
O Newton,
on the right came with a swing so I can toss the bitch
lesson 3 put on sheet so they can take em off
a real killa and although I know his dick is soft
17 shots
takin' hip-hop back, it's gettin' unbearable
Y'all done disrespected the game somethin' terrible
My Likwid Crew shower you, with rhymes that's
Dim the lights, wrong the rites
Toss the puerile cross away
We are gashing from a venomous womb
Burning bright, dead of night
Pyres stain a milky
wanna ram the damn
Pull back the curtains
And feed the clam
Bo peep
Lookie freak
Peer queer
Voyeur
Wind jammer
Party slammer
Cake eater
Vacuum
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