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Hi-Tech, so I'm drinking on Act' today
I'ma pull up in style, we gon' do a drive by in the Wraith
I'ma take it to trial, pray to Lord I beat the case
wit me
Came back a month later bought a Lambo for three-fifty
Think I throw you grams if you read with me
Just because you see me on the camera with
Dig it
Dress up to your thigh you wear it very high
You walk by in a pig's eye
I'm a guy so I sigh
But you ain't shy
Besta besta best of all, you're
And I got the Get Fresh Crew
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love 'em all, but none of y'all
Is
[repeat 3X] "Who me?"
Yes, you sweetie, although it's hard to see thee
I see your silhouette and what I see has got me needy
I need you for a second of your
to show my potential
And even though our love was three-dimensional
One (me) two (you) three (your pops) now what am I to do
I had to transform into
Three hundred and sixty behind my back
I take your monkey ass to the rack like Jerry Stack
I'm saw by most recruiters and heavily recommended
Despair published on the front page
3 mile article pre filed particles
Your opinion found lost turn us into housed home
Living by the exhaust
5,000 Americans, healed the pain|Brainwashed by Osama Bin Laden|Terrorized the world, shit will never be forgotten|Like Jack the ripper back in
until it's after 3AM
And even then I don't sleep well
I stayed up late, had to be at work by eight
My boss is gonna give me hell
But if I take you home
šperk
Každý by chcel BMW
Každý by chcel by kráľ
Každý by chcel byť tam
Chceme žiť pri hviezdach (3x)
(?) to flexi
Na nohách mam fajky
Nerieši
ain't tryna make it by
Half these cat's can't even see me, and they ain't even blind
Know ima be a mogul and I ain't even signed
Sayin I ain't gone
want what you can't have
I'm a little lovesick, need rehab
Hey, I tried to take it easy
But baby, it ain't easy
Distracted by beautiful things
Oh, that
Hey Louis...
Yeah?
Is that you?
Yes yes
Oh, I'm Scatman John. Would you like to sing a song, man?
Well,sure could
Look out! 1, 2, 3, 4...
Well there was an old hermit named dave
Who lived by himself in the woods in a cave
Ate from a turtle shell, slept on a bath skin had a seven foot
was taught you got to get it how you spit it
Shoeboxes throw rocks hawk spit or talk shit
Killer city better watch ya might get set up by some hoes
There's certain ways that people when they bite it and they show it on
the new... you laugh. Like who gets killed by bees?!
Anytime they come
lovin'
When you enamored by female companions, there's no standards
Once you hit and it switch the dynamics, that's the damage
Reflecting on first
like we failed our youngsters, man
It's like we not giving the youngsters that game no more, man
That shit that they can live by
That shit they can,
(I have no legs)
(I have no leg)
(I have no leg)
Come by the party, get zooted, B?
Uh
Look
Good evening
Yeah, uh
When I party in New
Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?
Shadows will scream that I'm alone-lone-lone
I-I-I I've got
victims speak in whines
And where the hardened cried
I was sent here by a three foot half-wit in a wig
I took his insults on the chin, and never did I
See my teens flew by in a coach seat
Since we all grown up, you tryna show me
What you tryna do now, huh?
You played me once before
Now you feel
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