Lyrics:
Discussions, négociations sont brèves
J'suis leur pire invention après la convention d'Genève
Yo it's the most versatile that'll hurt ya style
Like fashion
yo Daddy
Now say hello to Daddy!
Back to back back to back
Back to back back to back
Back to back back to back
Back to back
I fuck that lil bit there
clean yo mess
Number 10 on my back, like my name Messi
I want you and yo bestie, I want you and yo bestie (You know I do)
Designer clothes from overseas,
outside
And I don't give a fuck
Cause I'm really like alive
And I do it for that
And I do it for everybody that's back there in they head
Back there in they
Yo what up this is Big Snoop Dogg
Represent that Punjabi
Ay yo, hit 'em with this
R-D-B, D-P-G-C, Akshay
And Snoop D-O double G
Oh yeah, Singh is
back up, back up, back up)
(We live in Brooklyn, baby)
Yo, sometime I sit back, reflect on the place that I live at
Unlike any place I ever been
the Dude that knowledge is a food
To nourish, so to conclude
This from an Asiatic descendant, Big Daddy is shocked
Yo Q, we back on the block
[ all ]
Yo, huh, what, yo huh, what, yo, yo, yo, huh, what, yo, huh, what
I'm in a state of yo
So if I go to the spliff that I passed
Mix it back with
do… Yo
Okay Karen, why are you looking at me like that
Got me feeling like I'm revealing target on my back
Or is it possible that your certifiably
Woman on that superhero ***
Fly as Gabrielle Union in the back of my six fo'
Impala, forget the double D's
I put 'em right in your face like that
sittin' on they face
Stabbed Un in the stomach
She must have had a pussy like Wonder Woman, on that superhero shit
Fly as Gabrielle Union in the back of my
'Cause y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows (where you at?)
Climbed out of a nice house
Through the front window and heard this guy shout
"Hey that's
(J-J-J-J-J.R)
Bust it ba-by
Ayy, can I please talk to my bust it babies real quick homie?
Let me bring you in my world (Plies, Ne-Yo)
And let you
alten Strophen und alten Beats
Eimsbush Stylee
Ah, check das ab
Yo
Was los? Wir sind im Haus heut' Nacht
Haben euch alte Styles mitgebracht
Für
you been prayin', bang bang
Ridin' for my niggas and that's for life
High class, I'm just surrounded by these low-lifes
And I run this bitch like
Stick by the pole like a mf stripper
Strip strip strip strip
Peso
I fucked that bitch up in my nike slippers
Scored a 15 and i call it back ripper
Stick
CD twice, they see me in the streets
They be like, "Yo he nice, but that's on the low though"
Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
Yea yea yea yea yea
...
Hear that bump that Soul
Hear that bump that Soul
Hear that bump that Soul
(Blow it)
Throw yo' back out
Bust it down
what I'm thinking, never been known to hold back
I'm pimpin' steadily, putting holes in prozak
Blow got me looking like my nose's in snow cap
Under
Orihime sipping tea with a roofie
Pill Cosby in the back making movies
I'm writing notes killing niggas no uzi
Shinigami spray that thing at yo body
Damn I
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
stalling
At home we make love, I ain't ever falling
That's my favorite punchline cause I punch back
When you ain't behaving and act like that
When you acting
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