Lyrics:
to the man and don't eat no swine
If you ready to roll than we can rock shit
A nigga so cold he hot
Pete Rock murderville keep the joint on smash
See
the way)
K. Michelle can't keep a man 'cause her pussy stink (ugh)
She pretty, she can sing and all that, but her pussy stink (go to the doctor)
"Why
Can't tell by the diamonds in my rings?
That's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
And another one, and another one
And another one, 24-karats,
girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil, but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls, she say I rock her world
Mink brown like a squirrel,
Shorty gettin' it in with me (Uh, huh)
Shorty gettin' it in with me (yeah)
She said, "I brought some friends with me"
But I don't know why
Because
can show you where it's at
I rock, I roll i'm fly, I know
You broke, you mad
Turn your swag, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up
the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock'n'roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man
race you already lost it
Who out here more P than me, I got more dip than rotel
She can't come to my house, so we fucking at the hotel
Time to get it
Nobody body body make me feel the way that you do
I can tell you bout it bout it by the way that you move
Staring at me, see you twist across
her on her shoulders
Excuse me Miss, but can I get your name
She said my name is Renee
I said I got a whole lot to say
So may I walk you to your
The vow that keeps me from you i cannot undo
I'm lost
Lost in a fantasy that can't come true
If I could only dream this world away
I'd awake in your arms
I
caught your sister with the guys from the group
Halfway home in the parking lot
By the look in her eye she was givin' what she got
I said my, my, my, I'm
Bridge
See the chalk
Read the papers
See the signs
But I guess no GPS
Can change your mind
Going left
With no directions
Doing fine
Do the crime
Do
the papers
See the signs
But I guess no GPS
Can change your mind
Going left
With no directions
Doing fine
Do the crime
Do the time
ROLEX
Bo Jackson
Wait
to driving the latest jags
To rock rags made by Italian fags
See, I never meant to fall in love with this shit
But Miss Ghetto you's a slut so I'm divorcing
weight up
You wasn't worried about gettin' cased up
Your baby mom tryin' bond you out
She can’t put up the house
She only got paystubs
Grandma can't help
a hook till them boys end up on the pavement
I might fuck with his sister then talk to his bitch cuz the hoe fell in love with my fragrance
And I can't
Hip-Hop is throwback music: Jazz, Blues, Soul
Whatever you choose it's modern
Day rock n' roll, can't stop us now!
(All of the other) cold rappers outta
The risk is way too high, she can't decide
But she's only doing what is right (Listen to your heart)
For this guy, staying true but she was always loyal
I
can't stop with the body rock
See I've got heart like John Starks
Hitting mad sparks
Pass me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole park
I'm the m
can't stop with the body rock
See I've got heart like John Starks
Hitting mad sparks
Pass me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole park
I'm the m
fourteen
I'm only 13, I'm built like a chad, I'm built like a dad
I have big ol balls and they like to sag
What the fuck am i saying but she can get it
She
now I'm colder Than they shoulder
I'm smoking Baby Yoda, you can tell it By the odor
Not doing yoga, but I bend her over Touch her toes
She say I'm
John
Can't you see by the will of your hand
You can give it a try and just name your price
And everybody in this rock & roll band
Don't want
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