Lyrics:
that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my girlfriend
I'm saying man, that's my little mama
know what I'm talking 'bout?
I fly G5
Hello, could I speak with, Bushwick Bill?
Hello, this is Bushwick, motherfucking Bill
Yes sir, I'm calling to inform you that you have been
money, money, take money, money, can't never have enough
Like Vandross sang it's never too much
Gotta get it by any means necessary, Dollar Dollar Bill
my mama was at home drinkin', thinkin' 'bout the bills
I was dreamin' 'bout the mills, runnin' 'round lookin' for thrills
I guess this is how it
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs,
The Barking Slugs - supersmugs!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
These
to Idaho
Where the hoes just be hoeing around
Look at them fooling, they messing around
I got the Peter Pieper in the ground
Bringing in all of the racks by
It's been a long time since you've heard from us
Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger and young Gotti Kurupt
And now we back wit a little rhyme
We can't stop
I wrote my new song on a five dollar bill,
But I won't be able to sing it until,
I get hot on the trail for to pick up the track,
Of the dirty little
and smooth
Honey can you spy
The divine ape-swine?
'Cause he can see you
I'm a man, I'm a twisted fool
My hands are twisted, too
Five fingers to black
JW: Another ringer with the slick trigger finger for Her Majesty
AK: Another one with the golden tone voice and then your fantasy
JW: Another bill
We put up our tent on a dark green knoll outside of town
By the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse-Faced-Ethel
And her
with negative vibes
Look in my eyes, 27 years of pain when I glance
Thing in my pants, never ever came for romance
Finger fuckin' 'til my palm hurt, I
Don't live for the bills
Don't look for completion
In pretty little pills
Eat only for the body
Dance for the exercise
Always be a good one
In Jesus' eyes
Like a hundred times ten
Bitch I'm ten toes down
I'm shootin' for a bill
Keep it real I'm the one
And you see I'm doin' numbers
Beema 5 on dubs
Dope
wonder
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I
wonder
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I
about month go by see I'ma be like buying her shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
But see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
by see I'ma be like buying her
shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
but see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
looking faker by da minute
Listen I ain't here to judge but it's important that I mention
The nighahz that you know a try to get you out position
And that
niggas sprayed the block, it's mad hot
Yo half the spot got locked
What? Who got shot?
My little nigga Bill from down the hill
We had a one through five
I
likely I'm gonna die with my finger on the trigger,
They tell me don't get high, and i should try to make a living,
I tell them I'm a hustler and I'd
doubt
[redman] aiyyo watch yo mouth!
[redman] aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
[ll cool j] trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six
said I broke 'em)
Yo, how you put them little baby cast on there? (Just a little punk ass nigga man)
How you put them in the baby cast like that,
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