Lyrics:
if my eyes open
Cause I've been drank, and I've been smoke
Flying down 285 but I'm focused
Its a four fifty four, where it says I raise comotion
The world is mine (*whispered* the world is mine)
(repeat 4X)
The world belongs to me
Niggaz don't know my pedigree W S to the see
We be
will have a dog bite
Biting whatever, all up in ya gut
Give it to them raw like that
And ain't no love I do 'em all like that
Four right up in they
We are not the same I am a martian
We are not the same I am a martian
(Greetings from Planet Weezy)
(We will begin transmission in)
(5, 4, 3,
out? Ay buddy I'm good
What that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
What she tell ya? I'm good, what you see?
Four hundred dollar jeans
the way you can’t pass like Aaron Brooks
Uh, President ride the car slow, I let my driver drive
I’m on par 4
Spit hangin' from my mouth retard flow
This right here is payback
From way back
I don't play that x 4
Recognize a real don when you see one
and don't try to be one, you fuckin peon
dough--po-po try to convict him
That's a no-go; my dough keep the scales tipping
Like four-fours, like I'm from the H-O-U-S-T-O-N
Blow, wind so Chicago of him
mess, whoa
The drums are four on the floor
She's back to the bathroom for one more
I'm the invisible man who can't stop staring
At the mirror,
poppin' the cork on crime look at the nine
Summertime in the court house ? shit whats mine
Two to four three to nine benatoned it what
We all ran coke
It feels so good to be back
Polow, Ursher baby (yeah, Zone 4)
How you doin Gucci? (yeah) (Zone 6)
'Cause the spotlight ain't nothin' without ya
Memphis to St. Joe
Wherever the four winds blow
I been in some big towns
And heard me some big talk
But there is one thing I know
A man's a two-face,
up on me wrong, try your luck, cause I don't think so,
This four four that I told a libra, whole size of a pot hole.
Yeah I got amigo, but they don't
[Aaliyah] and & (Missy)
Say what
You look good
(say it two times)
You look good good
(say it three times)
You look good good good
(say it four
(intro)
one two three four...here
(verse one)
Up in the Bronx where the people are fresh
There was one Dj who had to pass
thousand
Wha, you cluckerin' motherfu
Listen if you wanna make the deal, you fat motherfucker!
It's at 477 Savona Way, 4 A.M.! And don't fuck me!
Hey I
will have a dog bite
Biting whatever, all up in ya gut
Give it to them raw like that
And ain't no love I do 'em all like that
Four right up in they
Folks said he'd been shell shocked long ago
And more than that, for no one seemed to know
Oscar was a walker, at least four miles twice a day
hand
CHORUS
DJ Prezident Brown
Me say big up de Black man
Big up Big up!
Big up de champion
Four hundred million
You could a Rambo
You could a Tarzan
on that southern personality!
To set you right,
She's dynamite!
Three words describe her charms vekour,
Yes three words, that don't mean four
father to South Korea
The mind of my brother to Vietnam
Now there's a banker who says I must give up my land
There are four generations of blood in this
to marry my true love on the Red River side.
But her pa knew the secret and with twenty and four come to fight this young cowboy on the Red River shore.
at home
On the six-four, sittin on chrome
Yo we don't stall we ball while you playin the wall
We in the middle of the danceflo', gettin off
Gotta bunch
Your white head came out my black pussy
I ran Rip Van Winkle on all fours
Mountains twinkle twinkle star, Tarzan in a jar
And then came out
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