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Mercury-tipped bullets, melt the dome
It's the 1990's, and crack is
Talkin' to the criminals, ever so subliminal
Some crackhead wants mix
Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right
Want to give a shout to my man Pos K
My man Big Daddy, he's cool
Now Rule Mob
Check it out
Well
Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right
Want to give a shout to my man Pos K
My man Big Daddy, he's cool
Now Rule Mob
Check it out
Well
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
need me in your universe, listen it's yours
Uh uh, uh, uh
And it's yours
Do you like this? Yeah
Do you want this? Yeah
Well if you had it
And I can't
Hold on more
Huh, Would u sing the hook for me
Just take it easy girl
We make a better world
360 Degree turn
Lets
Lets Do it fucking right
Sunday needs a pick me up?
Here's your chance
Do you get tired of the same old square dance?
Allemande right now
All join hands
Do-si-do
To the tenth degree
I got a bag on me now
Only right I was in misery
Care if you hate on me now
That is just who you supposed to Be
I just want the check on me
sippin on no chaser, that's what we tell the waiter
You goddamn right, I'm a motherfucker player
So tell me how you want it
You riding? Get up on it
I
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
now I'm tired
Everybody is working for the weekend and
When it comes hit the pub suds drink 'em in
Keep drinking till you see
The ceiling spinning
more than you need me
Even though I don't know what to do with you now
It just can't be true, no way, no way
Staring at the ceiling
Burning out over
on and
Get down on it, get down on it
Get down on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get
Sometimes I even taste her
I'm here right now she's dressed up
Hourglass shape, long hair, makeup
Lookin downtown, she said right now "I want it now, I'm
the front door
We better go through the back
See, that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Before you go pee in it
Now you can hate my voice and
You can hate my music
But you can't hate when you get good
Advice and choose not to use it
Haters are
it however she want
Oh wait a minute this her on the phone
You so lovely, lovey dub-by, come and hug me (OHHH)
We go shopping, sharks in Paris, get you
youngins do is rhyme like they inebriated
I'm hated but yeah, that's how you know I made it
I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready
Do you want to see my notes?
Oh no it's playing
That's a bad thing
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
We should auction these notes off
When we're
while I just bought a super car
Put 20 bands in it to get this little hoe right super charged
You got your cash from being like me
Stop with all
Reach into that little mini-bar and pull a beer out
Loose, there's cranberry if you need it for the gray goose
By now I got my pants around my ankles
the frame
I was trapped by my ways
I can't make you feel my pain
I want this forever
I swear it won't be the same
Oh I want this forever
Nobody could treat
a millipede
By this chick Genevieve
out of Genesis
When Genesis was poppin, my pet was a hedgehog
You hogging hatred in the blog so lost
You lost, cuz you do it
me?
Yes I do, yes I do oh, baby baby baby baby
Don't you want a man like me?
Oh, I give you loving by the daytime
Night time you could take good care
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