Lyrics:
Ooo
Saved by the bell
Skip every class in school
Never read a book
Cuz I write my own rules
Never met a bitch
That didn't come in twos
Pill bottle Pill
[Left Eye] (Big Gipp)
(Battle zone, Goodie)
1999 (Yeah)
TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)
The synergy of ghetto sounds for the Y-2-G
(What'cha want to do
[Redman]
Eh you already know what it is nigga
Lemme tell you something (Eh fuck them Gilla House niggas)
Eh what you talkin' about bitch I'm
at the red light
They don't want smoke, pull over get your head right
They don't want jokes, they smoking in the dead night
My niggas 'chillin at the red
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
[Verse - Shaggy 2 Dope]
So there I was watchin' Sanford & Son, workin' the graveyard shift
At a party store, rollin' a spliff
I'm behind the glass I
Jagz!
This thing right here is original
Ey and by the way when you see the red light
You better take caution get up, get out and get money
These niggas
Ay yo Weezy- you ready to
Get at these niggas, man?
You already got em
Who you? Weezy Baby
I do what the fuck I wanna
Come from the corner they
fucked up from this bottle of rum
Red handed from the stove like I already done it
What
Red handed from the stove like I already done it
What
Red face with
that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding!
The red-coats looked
I'll share with you two
Know, niggas gon' hate you for whatever you do
Now rule one, get your cash on, M.O.B.
That's Money Over Bitches, cause they
of Jack
I don't mind if I do, how many shots can I spew
Let's play a game, the first one to get alcohol poisonin' wins
And I'm already down two
So try your
the block, I dip the block
Got the fifty cocked, With a clip to pop
Red dot locked loaded on your snot box (Snot box!)
From Da bottom 2 da top that's how we
all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be
Now I'm feelin'
Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, two years ago, on Thanksgiving,
When my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the restaurant
But Alice
Put the pain in red
Throw some pain in
Know you dangerous already
Know you painless already
Got a gun when I'm ready
Wanna leave here already
Pop
to fuck
Two little bitches they sharing a nut
Bend them both over I'm tearing it up
She eating that pussy while I'm deep in her guts
Two bitches two bitches
think that he's dead
Standin' over his ass I put two more inside his head
That's three niggaz down, only got one nigga to go
I gots to send his ass
If you’re not paying close attention
Dove Cameron might convince you that she
Can be in two places at once
In the past six years, the 23-year-old
Premeditated plan of attack, with two of your most deadliest mens in the back
Comb the block, stop in the zone that's hot
Get out like you own the spot, home
I'll share with you two
Know, niggas gon' hate you for whatever you do
Now rule one, get your cash on, M.O.B.
That's Money Over Bitches, cause they
skirt
Nigga already dead if he diss on a beat tryna fight for a fee we gone spin on a hearse
Niggas know where I be I'm outside getting to it
I done
me now,
[Hook]
Over and over and over again
I try to tell her no no no
I already have a friend
Over and over she' reeling me in
She says nobody has
loonies
Leave it smokin like a Lucy
Pipes as red as a ruby
Bitten by the bug
An it had cordyceps
Now I'm Addicted to this drug
an Fuck the side effects
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