Why niggaz want to clock me?. Like that dance called the chachi. Don't they know I break motherfuckers into parts like Rocky. Part I part II part III niggaz can't fuck with me.
Niggas uh, bitches ha uh. . (Niggas) Grab your dick if you love hip-hop. (Bitches) Rub your titties if you love Big Poppa. Gotcha, open off the words I say because.
Fuck bitches, get money. Fuck niggas, get money. Fuck bitches, get money. Fuck niggas, get money. Fuck bitches, get money. Fuck niggas, get money. . You wanna sip Mo' on my living room flo'.
Lyrical wizardry dances on MC's like Murray on SC's. Never flaunt, now motherfuckers come test me. Burnin' everybody hotter than torches at Jamaican parties.
Uhh (what?). Trife & Larceny in the fuckin house (uhh). My nigga Klep in the fuckin house (Kleptomaniac). And me (uhh, uhh), Cheek Del Vec (Del Vec, aight) Aight!.
Smile in your face!. Yeaaah!. Back Stabbers!. . INTRO/CHORUS. They smile in your face. All the time they want to take your place. The back stabbers!(Back stabbers).
Intro: [News Report]. Statistics have shown that youth violence is at record high today in America. due to excessive use of drugs and alcohol-. MAAAN!!! How da fuck do you know!!!!.
[Verse 1 - ZZ Ward]. I feel the wind run through my hair. Top down, the sun's gonna lead us there. Ray Bans and this '64's all we need. Don't let your head get in the way.
Joey Purp Verse:. I walk in this bitch. Smoking, exhausting this bitch. Don't compare me, I'm different. I'm finished, take off in this bitch,. Imma pull up in this bitch man.
It was the coldest night of the year. Snow-covered street lamps and Belvedere. The moon was just a sliver. The light was fading. The war was on its way.
It was the coldest night of the year. Snow-covered street lamps and Belvedere. The moon was just a sliver. The light was fading. The war was on its way.
Sweet love of mine. There is nothing to fear. I'll hold you close,. Let my sleeves catch your tears. . Rock you to sleep. When you've had your bad dreams.
You leave a trail of my broken tears,. Empty words for me to fall,. Broadway at dark is where you left my heart,. Love is cursed in a bar,. . Now I can't get up,.
I got ten fingers to the sky,. My back to the wall, my white flag high,. Her lips, just like a gun,. She's got silver bullets on her tongue,. He's deep under her spell,.
Verse:. Open up your dirty eyes, look what you did.. Let me see your filthy hands, I caught em red.. I can smell the bullshit on your breath.. Got it reeking from your toes to your neck..
Mmm, I want you in my bed in a minute flat,. Let's hit the backseat of your cherry Cadillac,. I bet you never guessed,. Or came prepared for this,. I like your bowtie, glasses on your eyes,.
We've got the neighbors calling the cops. Because you're screaming out my name. I'm throwing dishes from the rooftops. While you're standing in the rain.
We were never the marrying type, oh no,. We won't buy dishes or stained glass lights, oh no,. For a table we'll never sit at,. In the house that we won't ever get.
We've got the neighbors calling the cops. Because you're screaming out my name. I'm throwing dishes from the rooftops. While you're standing in the rain.
She's got Chanel up on her lips. A four inch skirt down on her hips. And all I got is just a couple pair of jeans. She's so hot, and she's the only thing you see.