Lyrics:
Bentley's 'round the city on buttons, ya bitch
Arm hangin', wrist blingin', just stuntin' and shit
Drop the top, block is hot, stay bumpin', ya bitch
B.
I was eighteen I went to Hollywood
I met Elvis, Marilyn and Johnny B. Goode
Got my guitar painted as the California sun
A red Caddilac having too
Leather, wood, television all over it, B.
[children] Four!
[Fresh] Watch bracelet - wodie, shop daily
Everything them wannabe's got, I played
transaction (action)
Phife diggy Dawg, we on some Todd Shaw mackin (mackin)
You know my stee', there's no time for relaxin (relaxin)
Word to Reggie (Phife
not a bitch, I rather die
Can't nothin change me, not even time
I make the money, money don't make me a dime [x2]
[Beanie Siegel]
Facemob! Yeah
B. Sieg
'em B. Hood
You would look odd in my neck of the woods
If I really wanna slide in your hoe I could
But I'm God with a double O, y'all know I'm good!
gotta hang out with B. Reezy, and take it easy
It's getting greasy, I had to learn how to beat me
That's when you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket
B.S move
Bitches games will switch D.S move
I Mac like a G 5
G5
45 cost a g5
G5
Got Them bitches on their knees 5
Hit up papi let him know ima need 5
(face the music)
Cut me, cut you
Both the blood is red
I gotcha
Race
Race
(Face the music)
D-d-down with H-I-S-T-O-R-Y and all this b.S
back, bad bitches on the couch
Ahh, wordplay, Olubowale my first name
I think I’m Koko B. wearin, you just a bird babe
I got a pair of J’s, I roll
wordplay, Olubowale my first name
I think I'm Koko B. wearin, you just a bird babe
I got a pair of J's, I roll a pair of J's
We up in Diamond supply, spending
[Mo B. Dick]
Things ain't what they used to be.
Things ain't what they used to be.
[Verse 1: Master P]
I remember back in the days it wasn't
God (yeah)
Oh God (boy)
Yeah, G.O.O.D. (MMG, nigga)
Chain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S
Catch me in your city riding hard through the B.X
them hoes be lookin' - that's why I play this game raw
It's just in me to be the nigga that I be
Call me Atrice, call me Bryan, Bubble, or B.
You know
unknown voice)
Uh yeah Dangerous Crew
In the year 1995, Todd Anthony Shaw a.k.a Too $hort
Came correct put his niggars on deck
Ladies
the ice B. I'm pricrless. The iciest
And I don't gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest
My bullets thump when I lace this fly shit pump
And baby I
To be all cute, she knows you got loot
Not Al B. can convince me that you're naive
The squabs will perceive...
... Your position, rationalize who you
Breeze, droppin' pounds with B.
Eric Neat is the coolest from my century
Mack town keeps growing, old school like Charles
Stankin' like them Lincolns in
and gentlemen? (deez bitch niggas scared)
Boys and girls (it's lil b. gizzle, homebwoi)
Collipark music (collipark, chopper city)
And I'm so sick and tired
to my truck
Hit the 'Shaw 'cause I'm faded
Honeys in the street say, "Monty, yo we made it"
It feels so good in my hood tonight
The summertime skirts
on NBC
With Herb and Suge or Pistol Pete or World B. Free givin dap to me
Givin up my dues with converse shoes
And tellin all the kids to stay in
Just When You Thought It Was Safe.
We're Back.
Voice Of Harlem,
Kingdom,
You Remember.
I Got The Finest.
Your Highness.
Young B.
I Got Ma Man.
I Got
B. Sure 'He's In Effect Mode'
Used to have a crush on Dawn from En Vogue
It's not like honey dip would want to get wit me
But just in case I own
That nigga Bill Blass has been cock blockin' all his life
And that nigga Eric B.'s cock blockin'
.jpg/247px-Artie_Shaw_(Gottlieb_07773).jpg "Artie Shaw")
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