Lyrics:
on my wrist, its like im killin myself
diamond cuts is what i mean, im so hot i might melt
only in your bitch mouth, nigga whatcha talkin bout
you aint
Yeah, uh
So whatcha waiting for?
Anticipating more
While you debate
What it can take to instigate a war
Yeah, I've been hated more than
Time I wasn't
"whatcha doin'?"
He says "I'm just walkin' on down by the pierside."
He says "what's up?"
He says "I gotta gig for ya"
He says "ya gotta gig for me?"
I'm not your average girl
I be your Bonnie right beside you
No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah
I'm not your average girl
See me without you is
Shake, to, my flow
Let it go when you shake that coco
"I Got Game", so whatcha know
Get it up, then I hit her with the Rambo
Oo-chie, coo-chie
do is set trends you copy me
All that beef is weak you profit me
I'm the one not two no topping me
Imma star in the sky, you a rock in sea
I'm John
[Lil' Kim]
Uh, uh
Clark Kent will make it hot
[Clark Kent]
Superman, Superman
Lil' Kim is what'cha got
Junior M.A.F.I.A.
[Lil' Kim]
Skin
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ]
...All this ill shit
This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit
What the fuck is this shit?
See the shit's video?
'PUT IT ON THE GLASS!'
I stay
Down on this money, man, this is do or die
Hater's mouths be runnin'
But the bills still comin'
Either you gon' lay it down
Or you get up
the third word, can't get can't get sprayed
Niggas eyes wide shut
They never see me comin' into the back
But aces is just when I'm gunnin'
Jiggy jiggy
people we are the same
No we're not the same
Cause we don't know the game
What we need is awareness, we can't get careless
You say what is this?
My beloved
a wall and can't see the horizon
Taking Tylenol just to feel same dream
But the shittiest things has the prettiest dreams
I took a bite and ran it by you
But I got news for everyone of y'all
I know who yah is, plus I won't be satisfied until I go in yah crib
[Hook]
Whatcha getting scared for? Don't get
of a sudden, people got shot
The rope runner was standin, right by, the other side of
They ate barbecued peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
(get off the stage
My fucking wallet, homies flippin whatcha call it
Bitch I always been legit, put my money by lips
I'm as flawless as it get, talking down to every
niggaz love us hussies never fuck us the
roughest ruckas fingers couldn't touch us Eazy E's back again fuck waitin'
for a payday get an A.K. everyday is
us hussies never fuck us the
roughest ruckas fingers couldn't touch us Eazy E's back again fuck waitin'
for a payday get an A.K. everyday is a blast
linger
Feel the touch
of your fingertips
When you're stroking my hands
And we're runnin'
through the sand yeah
I can see where your
tan lines run
By
[Performed by Billie Joe Armstrong]
I ain't a politician
I'm just a bad musician
Whatcha gonna do for me?
Do you have a taste for
Sex and blood
smoke man you need to ash that
Go head, let me see you get ratchet
If you want another dance baby you can have that
Testing out a new maneuver let me be
shy, boy
Do whatcha' gotta do and get busy now
[Chorus:]
Got'ta get busy cos I know I'm down
(I gotta get)
Got'ta get busy cos I know I'm down
(I gotta
you know you can't see this shit
Run off with my heart that shit is heavy, you can't get that shit
Fragrance on me chilly berry, that's that bur-bur
from high risk to preaching
See me, believe me, mealy just a season
Strengthen me when I am weak
Cerebral blocked by smoking green
Whatcha think that
The Vision, the vision is…you
Wake up, go get it
Don't hit the snooze
Thought I told ya, we not bout to lose
Thought I told ya, we don't play by the rules
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