Lyrics:
pass the K-Y
Let's get ready for some intense, serious ass-fucking
C'mon now, let's all get on down
Let's do-si-do now, we gon' have a good ol' time
pass the K-Y
Let's get ready for some intense, serious ass-fucking
C'mon now, let's all get on down
Let's do-si-do now, we gon' have a good ol' time
player homeboy. That's right.
O-A-K-L-A-N-D:
That's where I rain, top dog MC.
Too Short, baby, on the microphone.
I work more tails. I don't take
why' hear?
Now you heard my story in stereo:
About the pimpin' game, that you should know.
And if you don't, it's alright,
'Cause I'll be spittin'
album on their shopping cart
And supposedly now everyone knows waste plan by heart
I gave everybody a fresh start
Cause remember in four people were mad
the lock big booty hoppin' in now
Dark skin, gold teeth man you know we in now
I know that's your baby momma
I know that it hurts some
You know when we get
test tube baby}
Check one two, check one two
De La Soul, is now back on the map
Long Island, is now back on the map
Good rap music, is now back
We so jiggy up in here (let's go Weezy)
Slim baby, I see you (yes)
The streets make the hustlas
Hustlas make the world go 'round
The world is
the song 100k for the beat
1st album dropped didn't make it to the streets because
The marketer dey f** up & I needed the f** up
So I could fall like
up a boulder
(HACK! HACK!)
Hack up a boulder
(HACK! HACK! HACK!)
Up a boulder
Now, one day, now I believe it was on a Tuesday, a man in
it right now, gotta do it right now
When I spit it, no, you know I'm never lost
Hold up, tell me big, how much is a pie cost?
Let me get it, let me
a destination baby
Now we in da sky
Keep you by my side
Like my 45
I get it done for you baby
I ain't gotta try
Baby let multiply
Now lets multiply
Right between
Set! (Killah!)
[Cam'Ron (Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all
Set! (Killah!)
[Cam'Ron (Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all
on K-I-D the soul child
Staying off the block I'm making momma proud
Produced my whole album I got it off the ground
My head in the clouds
Can't box me in I
as long as they can't see our faces
One, Two
One two, you got it
Wootah
Runnin' through the trenches (what?)
Runnin' through the trenches (what?)
want to front on k
Why the fine hoes can't have one on the way
I prolly tell her to keep it
It'll be our little secret
Boniquan now my shorty looking
We so jiggy up in here (let's go Weezy)
Slim baby, I see you (yes)
The streets make the hustlas
Hustlas make the world go 'round
The world is
they set that song up
Bro!
And let me tell you something:
MTV, fuck you! Once again, as always! I’m on
My Trump shit tonight! Let me tell
You what it
rapper around
K.R.Y.T.I.C is the dopest, the illest
The man who never let Daddy Zemus down
It's your boy Ish1 RnB and Soul artist
Hey this is DJ Naida all
raised by DMX the last
Real nigga alive, nah nigga it's still real
Niggas alive tonight we
Real niggas alive, we alive tonight
Bruh, we alive tonight, bruh
around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you
it up
I'm back to numb
The past is strung
In every single fuckin rap I've sung
I've had enough
Got my heart broken by a bitch
I wrote an album about it
It's late in the night like 12:30
12 missed calls is this one thirsty
I wan call am , na so text me
Hey it's my birthday now, won't you flex me (na scam)
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