Lyrics:
than key lime pie
We don't want to cause any trouble around the town
So if you challenge us, we'll have to lay it down
You'll be blown away by the funky,
Pull out a razor, watch your rhyme book rip
It's Ant Live, liver and deliveries get liver
With G. Rap, and we're the sole survivors
MC's want
end?
But I say have now fear
I'll be gone before you know it
In my private Lear
No second chance I don't want to blow it
Disappear
To my
behind they want to be me
But I ain't trippin, sippin on something 90 proof
From the floor to the roof, I spit this game to youth
By any means, dreams
up from behind they want to be me
But I ain't trippin, sippin on something 90 proof
>From the floor to the roof, I spit this game to youth
By any
Shit is bad for your health
If I want it imma cop it
Got new swag for my belt
I’m still pretty
I’m still thuggin
I do bad by myself
All these niggas
payin' for the year 2G
(Gotsta be mobstability)
[Liffy Stokes]
I heard a raw beat, somebody told me the funk did it
But if Trax didn't do it I can't
Yo it's time to hurt her, sorta like murder
A duck with the public's favorite rhyme order
I ain't no waiter or hater of a spectator (Kill 'em
Yo it's time to hurt her, sorta like murder
A duck with the public's favorite rhyme order
I ain't no waiter or hater of a spectator (Kill 'em
as your jeans is
Your mine forever and I meant it
Baby let's ride and get high by the palm trees
Can't really help that these bitches is salty
Spending
ripped it (you ripped it, Mon') but I still didn't win it, though
But now the people know me as Money be
Not just a freckle-faced short lille want to-be
is red
I want to put a hollow tip in a motherfuckers head
I got word on the street I got funk with the southside
I'm a show 'em how to do
can't deal with
Try it (hataz) you gonna get yours to the heart
Lesson tonight by the four-four
Niggas want more than a little bit, hot shit
L.l. an red
to call
Each and every one of y'all out, let's see who's real
And who's fake when it come to the funk
I'ma bring it to y'all live and direct,
you really want are you really so in love
With me baby is you playing why do we get so fucked up
Do you wanna see me die we should both get off them
not crazy
Leave it all by the wasted time
Behind me
Kick it all with the caked-up dust
Behind us
I'm gonna wake up and take up the blame
I wanna
a fifth we all be drunk... nigga don't, put no
yayo in my
blunt. I just, want to bring the funk like a puma.. yo wannabe niggas is
fired or be
[Bailiff]
Will the court please rise?
Judge Funk Doctor Spock residing
[Prosecutor]
Your honor Lil' Kim is a threat to society
She has shown
[Featuring Goodie Mob]
[T Mo]
Tell it.
Tell it.
Let em know.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
[Khujo]
Chorus
Talk how you want to talk hang where
[Featuring Goodie Mob]
[T Mo]
Tell it.
Tell it.
Let em know.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
[Khujo]
Chorus
Talk how you want to talk hang where
It's partytown, it's partytown
And all you wear is funk tonite
I'm sittin' in a private jet, smokin' a cigarette
Spinning a whole bootleg of little
wanna know how you jump
How you jump yeah
This shit what we want, it's whole lotta thug shit
When we in the club
We don't bump, we get bumping
We gon
of boom
Lyrically I freak your funk you never heard
My shit is so fly, when I kick it, it's absurd
Damn, how I wrecked your life with one record
Made
know, a lotta, lotta
Funk, a lotta, songs to just feel good
So that’s, that’s why I did it this, I did it this way
So, yeah, I’m out, peace
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