Lyrics:
[Pimp c]
One motherfucker, two motherfuckers
Three motherfuckers, fo' wanna squab with me
Over they, motherfucking hoe
Tell 'em like this, ya
trynna Drop ya
Pocket watching want your dollars
Elevate the conscious daily lomma
I don’t really like my bitch in no Drama
But if it come to algebra she
then bill it (Natsgottracks bitch)
Get me a drop, I'll draw that bait
Tryna turn man off, broad day on the mains
Do it and dash, don't leave no trace
every word
Fuck the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear it
I gotta keep my title locked down so niggas fear it
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas
I
in the ruins do you want to get chewed up?
shut em down one round when the crew is up
don't pop( 1 2 ) combination get a swift violation
[Uncle Dolamite]
Come on over hunnie
and give your uncle Dolamite a kiss
[*kissing Sounds*]
well what you want baby?
[Baby]
Would you tell me
cock will be
A party poppa
I dig a ho
Crack a dough
By the north pole
I'm havin' fuckin' in tha snow
I made him drop to his knees
Yeah you
KR Da G"
He tried to creep
But he thought I ain't peep (Like what?)
Quick draw, oot 'em like Thompson (Damn)
B-Beam on his face, I'ma drop 'em
Spin
stop playin' nigga, pass that lighter
My niggas, he got hundreds, we got hundreds
My niggas, half a B, we got money
My niggas, 2 Live Crew, shawty get
jewels so they can live through my descendants
Youngin', I can see your draws, pull your pants up
Can't even call yourself a man until you man up
your problem
It seems you want to be KRS-Two
From my point of view, backtrack, stop the attack
'Cause KRS-One means simply one KRS
That's it, that's
damn
They in love with the crew, fam
These two freak hoes wanna lick it up
Tell them drop down low then pick it up
Slow it down then speed it up
Clap
do?
'Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
All we need now is the right word or two
To make all it stick like glue, then you through
We
all about the faith you've got
Don't ever stop, just push it 'til you hit the top
And if you drop, at least you know you gave your all
Be true
draw, end up in a wheelchair rammed by your dog
[Chorus: Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint make you want to dance?
Why wouldn't these
draw, end up in a wheelchair rammed by your dog
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint make you want to dance?
Why wouldn't these
Intro - Onyeka
(Twik a Badman)
(Its Onyeka cgain God!)
(Beats by Jayy yeah)
(cre we live Rafiki fiki)
(Listen yaaaah)
(Onyeka)
They say they like
And whose sphere of freedom is limited according to the wishes of a master
Your power and authority is ruled over by another
And your sphere of freedom
You go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around two
Plans to leave, throw the keys to 'Lil Cease
Pull the truck up, front, and roll up
to be goated
Never have my will broken
Crew stay with me, no choking, yeah, yeah
Fuck with me, I'm strapped with the 9
Can't even win with your powers
loving my style (She love it)
I got a tooly with me with a silencer on it so it don't make a sound (Shhh)
Pew she loving the crew
I need a crib by the lake
never watched the sky grow pale
Or strolled through fields of dew
I do not know of dust to dust
I live from breath to breath
I live to climb that
Catch me in the 80's drop
Old school Mercedes with a brand new baby glock
Right from my Lady's sock with two bodies on it
Capricorn, Aquarius
Lost so
that I'm a nigga who don't handle biz
We live by the trig, we die by the trig
Evidently, you done made a weak, freak move
I break crews goin' chop
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