Lyrics:
bet yer ass I will sign . . .
Because I need a beer,
'N it's titty-squeezin' time!
Bozzio: Man, you can't fool me . . . you ain't that bad . . .
Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'
right (my head, wasn't right)
I just couldn't put my finger on it, but my spirit had better eyes (no, better)
It told me what it saw, and it scared
and Rocket League, man we vegging tonight
Midnight praccy at McPhee got me wanting to die
Get back to Dirty Murr, hit the cart 'n' get high
(Sir, can you open
[VERSE 1: Scarface]
You was playin when you was sayin you was ready,
I'm knowin' you ain't mean it when you told me you was tired of life
And just
still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more cautious
But now she off it don't want no
cut you off
And lil bitch don't you cry for me, don't cry for me when I'm gone
A lil bitch had a part of me, now she gone and I feel lost
A lil bitch
I was just broke down on my ass i ain't hope mesmerized da hoe
Had ta show her dat i wasnt no average joe
Rapper weed is what i fuckin blow
don't--I don't know how to explain this to you
The best I can tell you is what my mother told me as I was coming up
She used to say, "Son, chances go
found
In the way that you stare
You shoulda told me
You would unfold me
Just by dancing to my left
You shoulda told me
You would unfold me
You
from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
"You'd better eat
Especially a specialist
Man you know what the method is
3rd verse
Nigga I was California dreamin
Dreamin California
But ain't no parties in LA
Without
want me dead like Ghost
You shoulda read the post
They thought that boy was a
SAINT
Now watch the fall in snow
AYO!
Let's be Franklin
It's just
Denesha
My daddy name Charlie Brown
They made a beast so you know
I'm a hold it down
My nigga Gater told me to get the paper
'And man Why you being local,
Harlem World and we gon' toss you up
[Cuda]
Hey yo, Meeno, Hey yo, this is Cuda man
There go Loon
Tell him what you told him you was gon' tell him
in doin'. You talkin' bout me see I seek & I do it
I know they be hatin; don't look at me stupid. My mama she told me you got it go do it
5. Now
granted and you threw it in the trash
Who cares how much I make a year
Bet your new girlfriend can't shotgun a beer
Man, I shoulda had a country girl
She
ass
Give ya what cha wanna hear
Ya kno when ya put the shit
Out ya shoulda told dem
Dat was a conversation that me n
U had sum like a year
Ago right? It
apart
And the money had gotten scarce.
One mans word held the country together
But the truth is getting fierce.
Say it ain't so, Joe please
Say it
Could've just told me that you wasn't feelin me
But you used all of your issues as tools
I'm such a fool
Who woulda knew
Karma would hit me like Joe Louis
and Joe he was my man, the flower of my soul
Thou he never said he loved me, I just always seemed to know
While standing by the highway, thumbin' for
why, a just de lifestyle we lead
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we want
You shoulda know by de style weh you hear a chant
[Beenie Man:]
From a pretty gal, she
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit
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