Lyrics:
it with your Stank face, yea
You don't have to be pretty to do this
Go and scrunch up ya face, and ya two lips
You can bump this outside in the whip
ain't fucking, she don't need to ride (beat it)
She can crawl in the trunk with her knees inside
By the spare, she hungry, I'll feed her fries
'Cause
mental
Shawty surely giving brain, call her Shirley Temple
If you need a bad bitch, you can get a rental
Riding with my dogs, we be coolin' in
(parent)
Don't push your daughter in my face, and tell me that it's okay (my face, okay)
'Cause your agenda is to get paid, and get mad when it don't go
in you
Walk missy come this way
It's in the walk
I don't just talk this way
We'll have fun, you know that
Don't be crazy
Slim Jim but don't be shady
that to the list of name drops
So many dreams now I write while lounging
The same topic in my mind and I'm silent frowning
It don't matter that they
listenin' I was supposed to be
Amongst kings my mom shouted out at my christenin'
And while you still listenin' Shyne locked in a manhole
And Cam got shot
It's only music but don't be foolish though
You don't know me through it, ho, but you can blow me to it though
In my homie's Buick
Been known to lose
going
Missy Elliott, chopper your freak on
Call my chopper R Kelly, it's peed on
Yeah, I made this song, I got pink on
I made this song 'cause I got
to feel alive
Associate with those
Who communicate
What they feel inside
So shouts to Missy
And big ups Kuhlahbee
One day we'll be in the lobby
Performing
'cause)
Oh, Nelly (my security, they gon' be knockin' on the door in a minute)
And I bet (if you ain't out ma', it's-it's gon' be problems)
Why don't you
Looking at me calculating my Pockets
Would be a shoulder
But she YMCB
No new friends
Cool wit me
In a some pussy sound like mac and cheese
Its millions
With head biters in the trunk
Elliotts name was double crosser
He'll double cross ya, when he woulda taught ya
Told me not to get my hand dirty
He'll be
I'm on my level.
4tw20ty!
Let's get busy!
I'm always busy! pack got me dizzy! (pack got me!),
I went to Elliot! (Bling!) I feel like Missy.
I'm off
on his mind as he whistles
Don't gotta tell my mother I love her, I'm out the picture
Always on some other shit, in my face tripping
When we ain't talking
in my bucket
But the niggas around the ave. and the hoes, they love me
They wanna be me and my family too
Because the money that I make be puttin'
in my bucket
But the niggas around the ave. and the hoes, they love me
They wanna be me and my family too
Because the money that I make be puttin'
Mustachin'
Part the curtains, let the gash in
I got a mustache
I put it on my face
I used to be an imberbic geek
But now my snout doth sniff with grace
You
die)
The smog is coming
The smog is coming
(Violent J)
Thoughts in my head (of a clown)...
Thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head
I'm surrounded by Benjamin's (blue faces)
Don't fall in love with them bitches
'Cause I know the nigga that's pimpin' them (I know 'em)
My plug is
to Mel-Man
And I know they're gonna hate
But I don't care, I barely can wait
To hit 'em with the snare and the bass
Square in the face
This fuckin' world
know how SLIMER be
Get tail once again, my little worm plays hide and seek
You smellin' like a flower and Ima ima ima bee
Yeah in the trap again tappin'
the faith alive.
No lie!
But before I die, please kiss my face goodbye.
Kiss my face goodbye.
Kiss my face goodbye (ah-ah-ah-ah).
By coming from work!
But
faded
Take us both to ecstasy
Let me be all you need
You're physical remedy
You can be all I need
My sexual therapy
1st Verse
I don't even wanna see my
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