Lyrics:
Niggas know it's sex money, flex money
They do a lot
What's better than more letters
And buddha spots?
Buck fifties for niggas that don't do a lot
Go ahead
a life, you need to hang it up
Dreams, click clack
Man down with that chrome Uz'
On his back like "nigga don't move"
Word to mother, we don't lose
Talk
piss cuz he has to, that's just him making a bold assertion
You were just casually walking down the street and saw Lil Culture banging your wife Through
wetin I taste
Na ein calm me down, you self know, say I craze
I dey give the hustle, all that it takes eeh
I dey knack steady, so girls dey my place
don't seem to mean much;
Of anyone we've used more that most.
Feelings from the heart that have been distorted and mocked,
Thrown around in
And leave those KiwiBros screaming like they're on fire
My hacking skills are legendary, don't you know?
I'll pwn any system, watch that shit go
Anonymous
name, what's yo number and ya culture
You need nuts in yo face like a poster
If you in a club nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga then
the bullshit that I'm stuck on
If you in a club nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga then shit bang
And if it's what ya need boy, do ya thang
If you
don't mind they business
Strip clubs is our culture we some heavy spenders
Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Candy Paint and Gold Teeth
Candy Paint and Gold
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't believe in nothing smaller
But if we will try to heal, I hope we go supersonic when we leave
Yeah yeah
I kept my promise
that priest
Runnin the streets, lawless, blastin police
Stickin Furby's out the window, snatchin your niece
And nah, we don't just rap we clap you
[Hystwise]
Do you want to take it
To the club oh shit on the floor Cult VI
To the streets to the beats to the boards
To the peeps holla back I can't
You’re Saying that you do it for the culture
But you don’t know about the culture
You are not a part of the culture
What do you know about culture
I’m
commit suicide but that must be the culture
I know, I know, I know
This culture is going too far
But we have to follow
What is written in all the stars
she had been
Led straight into the DeKalb dressing room
Named for the street that bisects
A couple of local neighborhoods now
Populated by yuppies but
Grandmaster Flash'd go slap it, you bastard
All the money that you made
All the watered down pop-bullshit version of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn,
for shock value?
Well, I mean, I don't know in a minute
If I fucking sit down and piss
They're going to tell me I can't do
That cause another bitch did
the club, watch him strip in the club
You like ice creams? Get a banana split in the club
No jewelry, you can't wear shit in the club
And that go for every
And that go for every nigga and bitch in the club
So you better take it off 'fore you get in the club
Game and Dogg Pound along side sittin' on dubs
I can tell by the way, you lookin' at me, girl
I wanna make love in this club (ayy) (wanna make love)
In this club (ayy) (yeah)
In this club
I can tell by the way, you lookin' at me, girl
I wanna make love in this club (ayy) (wanna make love)
In this club (ayy) (yeah)
In this club
There he go
Talking bout the past
Why he always mad
This is trash
Get out yo feelings
I'm just trying to get this bag
That's how you feel
Well I'm in
the same, make the city our battlefield, nigga
Tonight
This how I feel 'bout this drink
We don't let nobody disrespect us
Our culture
Fuck that, nigga
admit it I did (yeah)
I done fucked with a couple of fans (fans)
I admit that I'm a gift and a curse (gift and a curse)
I admit that I don't go
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