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("Toto... ! Toto... !"), blowing these terrible germs in his direction ("Come here, Toto... !"), and all of this caused ("Toto... !") by a huge mountain
crew
So what you do, is back up if you work for Bush
Cause all the Presidential prison pushin politicians
gotta get MUSHED, gimme back my land you
made me do it you will search the for reason
Beg for forgiveness on all 4s I'm Pleadin'
Please please please please please please please
Please please
we rocking the crowd,
Get gwop by the thou', wow
Come on and roll with the kid, back to the crib
Car real fast, bed real big
Just like that,
what
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up
It goes one by one even two by two
Everybody on the floor let me show you how we do
Lets go dip it low
lie, I miss lil' shawty, when you comin' back home?
Raised by Taneeka, everytime she do your hair, you look way better
I don't give a fuck about them
over the rainbow
I write rhymes that jam more than jelly
So call me the Arthur without the Fonzarelli, or Nelly
'Cause I am so bad when it comes
in your arms
I feel like cryin', all I do is pretend
That someday you'll change your mind
And come back again, come back again
Please come back again,
to bring
Them back a little bit later but we have
This very special highly
Evolved permutated tango it's
Actually a perverted tango by the time yes
It's so
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
back how some people did me like, violence was the remedy
And because I think of that now, I pray for my enemy
Not because of what I'll do but because
Ain't no proper fucking naughty geezer
Yes please and thank you
But being too nice it might bite you
Back once again with a please and a thank you
Yeah be
nah nah nah nah
That's just something that I don't do
Just work
WORK
Work
Don't nothing come easy out here
You see me, I'll bleed and I'll sweat
But you
C'mon, move that thing, mami, move that thing
Hustlers, do your thing, let me do my thang
Please tell the DJ, pump, p-p-pump, pump it up, nigga
I see
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
many hearts in gaining laughter
Since I was 6 been aiming big like JB Danquah
Amazing bars I do it off the top Kwesi Arthur
Allah, K3j3 Tema besi Accra,
it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to 'em)
Use your brain homie, do the right thang!
more I could do
Baby please don't turn back yet on me
Give me some armor, protect me from rain
Money tree, money tree give me some hope
Tell me that I'm
on your knees
Swim or fly, only please, come back to me
On a mule, in a jet
With your hair in a net
In a towel when you're wet
I don't care, this is
which way to go home
cnd then I come right back again
Come right back again
I did too much soul searching
Now my souls hurting
You ain't
been down bad
Here come better days
Please don’t play wit us boy that’s for heavens sake
Kill the beat every time it’s at heavens gates
Back up on my
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
and I'll do me don't think you can come by
If this is what you want, then make it everything you need
If this is how you thought you'd be relieved from
it.
So cover your mouth if you can’t afford a mask
They’re axing the FSOs and now they gotta ask:
Please, please would you go out there and do it for
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