Lyrics:
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders
[Mike Jones]
What my motherfuckin name!
Mike Jones...... Who?
Mike Jones.......Who?
Mike Jones...My album "Who Is Mike Jones" coming soon
Yeah!
Where
Why they talk to me, leave em' mute
Kick that bitch out, yeah you know she got the fuckin' boot
Feelin' like a boss, Rick Ross, fuck the cost
Feelin'
the fragrance
If I'm on mute you know the statement
I might not drop as much as them
But come on man you know the cadence
Dem man deh are prone to failing
wciskam stop
Póki rap to nie pop myślę jak w 98
Robię to moje flow niesie myśli na osie
Kiedy każdy by zarobić swoje tu ci wciska kit
Dasz się robić czy
Bazookas and fisticuffs
Medicating in Porches
98-karat stick shift
Chinatown late-nite meals
Alfonso fiving me a backrub
2 pm laser vizzaginal
Snoop talking:
Ay yo G-1 I been listening to this nigga Quik album
& he ain't got no songs about the pussy. You know
that nigga gotta have something
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
the "dark", "five arch angel" with heart
Ain't "no love without hate", can you tell 'em apart?
It's "bloody choices" from prophetic voices
Anointed by
After this you bitches crying some tears
Said this is Taxi Cab's year
Dropped a album but I swear I wasn't rapping last year
Copped a brick by all means
punished, I stole a bitch's watch while her nigga was present
'98 i stole 8 Tomagatchis from Kevin and sold that bitch right back to Kevin
'99 it was Pokemon
Are you worthy of my VINYL PANTS?
In which I did the VINYL DANCE?
They can be yours for fifty bucks
If you can name the best album by Clan of Xymox
I'm
look Trina's on tv
Oh yeah, ooh she fine
Hey homie, Trinas on tv
I wished she rappin, press mute
And now we gonna play a single from the album
Yea yea
This how you finish of an album
Let’s get it
I had to cross the bridge for this one just to get some motivation
See the bright lights from my
Yeah woah, Cudi
Yeah
It's summer time, Cudi vibes, when my minds right, go for the goal line
Juke by the nay sayers and the two times
Leave 'em in
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
Hill back in ‘98
Do the math, I annihilate
The smell was so foul when I left the scene with around 97 bodies sprayed
96 ways I could've written that line
all you suckers out there
Kurupt Young Gotti
Holocaust '98, 2002 dilemma, 3003 remember?
4004 dissipated, re- and procreated, over- and understated
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
my album was coconuts so they rewound it
I knew they was hypnoholics by how their voices sounded
I pull a silver can out of my trousers
Paid
were the stories thatwere told
Said he wanted to be a football star
Most could probably see him making it that far
By age 10 he was studying at the best
were the stories thatwere told
Said he wanted to be a football star
Most could probably see him making it that far
By age 10 he was studying at the best
All Out Of Love
by Jagged Edge
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Submitted by : bAbY AdOrkAbLe
Corrected by : Frooty
Rated : 9.8 (114 votes)
I'm lying alone with my head
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