Lyrics:
Yeah, cuz! Oi Movement DVD cuz
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch 32
Big up Ghetto big up the rest of the members
Big up Risky! Big up Gift, Frisco,
now getting flocked to by these woman
The type to take me home and Topple they traditions
Her white family was hoping she would stay away from niggas
a bearded man on his squad
So much power from oil money
That poor folks can't sit by him
No problem Osama
Bin Laden been hiding
So long that them pictures all
a movie where George Bush had a bearded man on his squad,
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him,
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been
way to see Katrina
She said she need a "Freak Like Me," like Adina
Fucked her by mistake she had a twin named Regina
I seen her, lights excite all
yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's
ain't beatin'
Never beaten by you
It's DVD
Jennifer O'Connor:
What do you hope for?
What do you feel?
Is this a nightmare?
Or is this real?
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
And she cain't be fixed, so what if she yours?
We turn housewifes to everyday whores
Send 'em up in stores with the false ID
To get DVD's and big screen
wheels
My chicks real, with the menage and tip drills
Give me a massage, then show me how them lips feel
I'm shinin' cause I'm clinin' on the strip
For you baby, I'd find you, for you and you, for all y'all
Pop quiz, how many topless, black foxes
Did I have under my belt, like boxers
Not to brag
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
Nas on these songs, I Puff, they hate me
Hurricane Game, Katrina'd the AP
Top-down, the AC with X and AZ
Ruff Rydin', you can see this Draco in HD
y'all
Pop quiz, how many topless black foxes
Did I have under my belt like boxers?
Not to brag but if it add up
One, two, *** that's mad nuts
I'm just saying
Like a mama you birthed me, Brooklyn you nursed me
Schooled me with hard knocks, better than Berkeley
They say you'd murk me by
I'm just saying
Like a mama you birthed me, Brooklyn you nursed me
Schooled me with hard knocks, better than Berkeley
They say you'd murk me by
For you baby, I'd find you, for you and you, for all y'all
Pop quiz, how many topless, black foxes
Did I have under my belt, like boxers
Not to brag
the green Beamer
Sippin' Zima's, on our way to see Katrina
She said she need a Freak Like Me, like Adina
Fucked her by mistake she had
A twin named Regina
I
cock flat like a flapjack
Throwing my nuts like god damn bowling balls
Sack look black you can call it Rachel Dolezal
Know that 21 is never tricked by
fingerprints bitch im innocent
Pumping cancer thru the oxygen
Hella flouridated aquafina
You seen katrina if you black you dont get fema
Hurricane maria had
Fix yo face fo' I catch a case
Fi-fi-fix yo face fo' I catch
Fix fix fix yo face fo' I catch
Fi-fi-fix fix yo face fo' I catch
Bitch, fix yo lips
Thang
It's a black thing, you wouldn't understand
Shaquille O'Neal the real Superman
Boy, I hit like Roy
Versace, Versace to all the real D-Boyz
In
What if a brick was only just a misdemeanor?
What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?
What if a black man was the one controlling Fema?
What if
Hurricane Katrina
I get Superdome defenses tryna find
A way to stop me
I'm offensive with the wordplay
I minored misdemeanors
Bitch, you might need a subpoena
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