Lyrics:
smile boy you wild I'm a fight you
Rocka-by-baby when the beat drops
Don't let your friends know we gonna creep off
They gonna be haters tell em cya later
across my collar, does it purr?
All these pimps is hysterical
I think they full of scare
Passin' by 'em in the V twin
Ghost-ridin' the blur
And rejection
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back
I can love again tonight
We bounce
ride for you?
Yeah lil bih, I would die for you
You my Nancy I'm your Syd
I ain't gone forget about it
I don't care about a lil bih
Shawty owe me hella
from Da Brick City
This is DJ Say What
An' we're gonna blast y'all right now
With the new cut by Redman, ?I Don't Kare?
On W0 Fuck All y'all Radio
kits
Whether cassette radio or CD bits
Mix tapes from the best going on and on
Throughout the city grounds to suburban lawns
Man, we don't play,
drive a Lex, and every time you come up out it you fresh
But I don't care and I don't want to hear
How you pop champagne, I'm over here chugging beer
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I
sweat poured
We hit the floor, it don't quit
Another one ripped, it's just another victim of Lord Infamous late night tip
I'm not the type to get
sweat poured
We hit the floor, it don't quit
Another one ripped, it's just another victim of Lord Infamous late night tip
I'm not the type to get
Man I'm bout tired of you niggaz plus I'm sick of these hoes
But I don't care bout none of yall so I be outta control
When they see me acting a fool
You be popping big shit
Don't care who it is
You killin' em
Hit stick
Grant your whole wish list
If I book her ticket
Imma spend this cash
You killin'
I’ma live it up only got one life
Cup full of dirty gotta mix it with the Sprite
Its okay I’m good
Don’t know if he is
We’ll be okay by the end
full of water, that's the cake mix
I be stretching caine like laytex
And I don't even hit the raw, that's safe sex
Got a condo and a loft for the late
think it's far.
Cause God may care, but I never met God anywhere.
(middle finger up in the air)
To the people that judge us by the color of our hair
so drunk
Baby I don’t really dance but I
Can beat it like a drum
I stumble out the club being
Greeted by the sun
And really fuck a pound cause I
Get
Bag packed wid
Lettuce n spinach n cabbage
No I do not care
I got me a tool
And I'm ready to blast it
Fuck outta my hair
I'll cutcho ass off
And regrow
But I been raw with the rap since '94
See when it's all said and done and it's time to go
You'll see where I stand in the mix
Don't care bout
What's happening nigga
If you in a club right now
I want you to hold your car keys in one hand
I don't care which hand and hold your bottle up in
-M-P
G-G-G-G-G Mix
I don't know what you've heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm 'cause I'm a G
And I
-M-P
G-G-G-G-G Mix
I don't know what you've heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm 'cause I'm a G
And I
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