Lyrics:
your out there making records
That's mad very cool, make records that she'll play
While she's doing it with her boo
Then you'll creep up in her mind with
suffer
Niggas see me in public they don't say nothin, because
I'll drop a nigga like a single
I been stackin up these chips, just like Pringles
My name
need
3m 3m 3m 3m money Moe Money
Das it nigga call it my 3m 3m 3m's
Ayeeeeee
Bad yellow Thang she jus slid up in my
Dm's Dm's Dm's think she got a nigga
Disclaimer
You may disagree with some of the views portrayed on this album
And Handycap does not really give a damn
No autotune was used in
talkin' 'bout nothin' with a flow so disgustin'
Ashtray by me that I gotta dump my guts in
Need substance, feed it to the public
No one gon' touch it
it's passed that, we exit
We just stare at memes, laugh, and we hit the next one
And our self esteem is so messed up and threatened
By other people's
Hip Hop Hooray
by Naughty By Nature
Album : 19 Naughty III
Give it up for Naughty By Nature
Hip Hop Hooray, ho-hey-ho-hey-ho-hey-ho
You drew
album credits
If you open up and look at the cover
You'll see Cop killin' Queens in this mothafucker
And we all represent the Group Home click
L O S T B
gay that's cool, but be gay
And come on out and be that
Don't be standing in front of us
Acting like a straight up G
Ayo, I break bread, ribs
Hundred
fuckin up another beat
Skip to my Lou, or she can leave if it ain't to my beat
Greatness elevating so God made me take a seat
Public dripping with no
exist
Being conscious in hip hop
Is a steady consciousness
Of odds stacked up against you
Being super sharp just like a Ginsu
But less in your bank Like
this goddamn album I hate it
Dig up a body an put it in a living room
I'm a Pharaohs straight livin' in a tomb
Ya'll a bunch of pussies living in
a crude desire, like a gypsy
Funny how I can't loc in public
Smoke in public, girl even joke in public
Got dough, so that's why I'm so republic
Cops hit
Had to jump off the porch
Had to get out the house and go chase me some money
I stayed on public housing our AC aint work in the middle
me the budget
I can't just be here out in the streets
I get a fee for the public
Can't do a girl with a weave
They make a mess on the Persian
My
This is another public service announcement
Brought to you in part by Slim Shady (tell 'em I don't give a fuck)
Slim Shady does not give a fuck
This is another public service announcement
Brought to you in part by Slim Shady (tell 'em I don't give a fuck)
Slim Shady does not give a fuck
gon' kill a bitch, steppin' red for shit
I say put the bitch up in rotation
Four stamps, that's four faces
Gas bags, that's border bases
Russian
Can you make me some Bou Lou?
Said come on now, pass the Bacardi
Hit me up with that invite
And imma be last to the party
Whoo!
I don't even think I
fuckin' his baby mum, in the living room, with his son (yeah)
If three man try link up and do a album
It's not gonna sound like this
Tryna sound like
you out in the street
I could close my ears and still move my mouth to the beat
Dial-up to your network and make your files delete
Count to three,
A tabernacle for him to speak in public
And repent by the dozens
Or maybe a castle big enough to fit his kids and his cousins
To run it up until his kids get
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
doubted I use that shit as fuel
Now all these niggas up in silence is like a broke a rule
My albums really timeless, yeah man my shit a jewel
Yall
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