Lyrics:
wanted your attention. And you ta take these inches. Wud put cho legs up by my head them deeper strokes was fittin. Wud grab yo waist pick up the pace
were scarce a finger's length
And thick and nimble was his knee
Between his eyes a flee could go
Between his shoulders were inches three
[Chorus]
Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
laughing
On 83, by 82, would've been 81
In the 80's they made money by hustling anyone
79 flows, got 78 more
I think I got around 77 songs that I wrote
It's
No I just -I wanted to say I liked
Your butt, but I thought
That was too forward, you know
Mark: Hey, this next song is for all
The ladies in
forgive me, driving tipsy
Thank you fo being wit me through that crash
Three inches to the left
Four inches to the right
No coincidence, there's a reason
kryptonite and the nigga Joey Crack know,
Whoever said "Game Over" must of had a hangover,
Get money, my driveway sponsored by Range Rover,
I got blood
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
you need company|I can tell by the look in your eye|Could you possibly, exclusively|Give me just a minute of your time?||[Chorus:]|Lady, I don't wanna
a cross-dressed man and I'm here to dance
I got an inch worm snuggled in my boot cut pants
If you see me cry, you better walk on by
'Cause I don't wanna share
semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches, four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin' harshly
Beat up and battered
They
semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches, four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin' harshly
Beat up and battered
They
body driven by my lady
Swingin' like down goes Fraiser
I found patience and still couldn't sit around waitin'
I'm sayin' it got kinda dangerous,
Inches, God damn, shit tore through my jeans
Bitches drove by, start observing the peen
Fate is so amazed, she was begging me "please"
Pullin' out her tits,
Should I take Keisha or should I take Becky?
Russ, Tion Wayne both said, "I don't know" (I don't know)
I swear Big A should be sponsored by Nike
Got so
scramble in the clutch
But when I get down, it's third and inches threatenin to score
How you gonna tackle the topic when you suckers two hand touch
roarin'
Flyin' through the city with the pedal to the floor then
I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I'm back
Give me a corner, let me serve
It was late last night when the boss came home
To a deserted mansion and a desolate throne
Servant said: "Boss, the lady's gone
She left this morning
though, the hard core Don Juan Demarco
I find y'all lady weak in this, prompt to her eagerness
And be fucking her ridiculous, astounded by her fickleness
you hear the song so dance
Don't always think I'm tryna get in your pants
Um, 'cause see me, my pimpin's in 3D
I'm takin' you places you only see
tremendous, it's in your best interest
I insist your men just, do your best Bish's rendish
Endless, move more then 2 inches
My blood'll boil like I got a big
Crawling, just to make a statement
In this matrix
Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man
Somehow found, amazing!
By the department of sanitation
Swery
Tubhani muzik
Awurama Ama eeiii wo ho 3f3 Oo
Nya abotr3 na me mfa wo nk) Abokyire oo
You know the weather good and You know I am in the mood
you hear the song so dance
Don't always think I'm tryna get in your pants
Um, 'cause see me, my pimpin's in 3D
I'm takin' you places you only see
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