Lyrics:
EJ zoomin out the ash
Came through with the cash
Most of y'all move slow
I move quick move fast
Real talk the boy dead
Or got got by the feds
They
Camaro
Possessed by the pharaohs
Pull out the dick
Gave her the babies
Cge gang big cash baby
Snap chat break that bitch back
Say it with ya chest
Lemme
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made seven whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
Yeah, you know
We in the house
This the last motherfuckin' song we gone do on this album y'all
Ain't no need in wasting the beat, shit funky than
Why are we running towards the danger
I Hate love
Well it’s just some stupid shit I made up
Caked up, laid up
But I’m dreaming
Raise up, baked
Strange'
Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la renta(y)
Your hijo pequeño, my nachos, bel grande
Stay sippin' that Andre
Spent 3 stacks, that's Andre
That
on the board and jumped right into the deep end. Before they could react. I just started swimming. They love that story.
At this time in my life, I kept saying
the seasoning
Fool
No put your hand for my stew
Feeling the rhythm
Blues
I pop one before I gbedu
I Johnny blaze before I step in the boot
Stayed in my line
Jay-Z Talking:
Turn the lights even lower!
Hovah
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigels (uh huh)
Roc-a-fella y'all (yeah yeah)
DMX: Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all
up
Nothin' but homies around so I puts my gun up
Bitches on my nuts like clothes
But I'm from the pound and we don't love them hoes
How could you
doper than the fluid cellur
I flip it all up by myself
I give my niggas recipes
So they can turn to something else
They love to work
That's why I
so delirious
Bust a nut all on her chin she asked me "Why so serious?"
Pullin' up to Eddie V got a table for Tay (Table for Tay)
Hopping out of a two
your dad's nut
And looking back
I wish he'd never fucked with that fat slut
You pre-cum baby johnny Come Lately
Holler at my homie Duke if you
Want
'all what's a fuckin' street hit
The shit's way off course
It's like me tellin' Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse
You go on tour, the white agency says
I want to be, yo, let me fuck that nigga down
You heard that shit, nigga
Ay, yo, what you going with that big ass
My ghetto love song, set it off,
Thats why we brought this cash with us blatt
Yea nigga spend that shit like it's nothin
(we gone fuck it up)
Its paper nigga thats all nigga
(we gone
from Bergdorf
I make so much on a verse I take a third off
Bird call, swerve off
Bust a nut on her, tell her that's a load off
Shorty a** soft, like
Intro: Method Man
One time...
Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I...
Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung
Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na (yeah, c'mon, yeah,
love her, but I lied though
And I told her that I'm on a lotta hydro (hydro)
And I pulled up like waldo (wah)
Young nigga used to trap 'em by
sure you love me
You so far, I'm so cold, you the blanket make me warm
And I'm missing you again multiple that by a ten
Are you sure you love me sure
more
'Cause you know what time it is
Don't even front muthafucka
You think by getting with my enemy
That will get you some love with my heart
Nigga? FUCK
you straight for the birds so why ain't you flocking
Yeah
So you can come suck on these nuts then go talk to Johnny
Cause maybe he'll get you that Dolce
Uh yeah
First off congratulations
Y'all got another cypher
Cause by my calculations
The last cypher was my last cypher
But aberration happen and it’s
of Pac, a little bit of Bone
A little bit of David in
The Psalms writin' songs
A little Outkast, Johnny Cash and some Pastor
Call it Vice Versa, reverse
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