Lyrics:
that he's on
But he ain't on piss
My hitta he just called me said its 1.5 for a stick
They rap about the trap but don't get it how they live
I ain't in
Like and I'll show you
How to turn a four door into a coupe
Gettin' all mad at me cause
Your girl gettin' loose
Yeah, it ain't no hype, I live that life
movin' pieces through his crew like a king
Well I guess I'm Robin Hood, his girl is now a fiend
Swear that girl a diva, made her queen of the team
Yeah,
inch
It puts it down when I want, that bitch gets pretty quick
It's 2 wheels, since I was a little kid, I make my daddy proud it's in my veins like a IV
Ro
Now on with the show
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
One two, one two
I got a tape in my ride, made by Homicide
Ralph M
ain't fucking
One time for my homies I'm trusting
Without them swear shit don't function
One time my crew was buzzing
And we was judged by 12 or something
it, I get it
My style is wild but strong and you're temporary
Violate the Juice Crew Laws and I bury
Similar to the land a piece of tranquility
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
to have a limit, how low can you get it?
Seems about time to change the subject
And sing about the wise eyed girl that makes me feel good
And never do I
you got to have a limit, how low can you get it?
Seems about time to change the subject
And sing about the wise eyed girl that makes me feel good
stayed toe to toe with her vocal gymnastics. She's shocked. And she asks someone, Go get Rob. Rob walks in and she says, check this girl out and we start
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
If your feelin' sick rub it on with Vicks
'N take two to six of our sweet super mix
Your street time is
your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
If your feelin' sick rub it on with Vicks
'N take two to six of our sweet super mix
Your street time is
they talkin' 'bout man, okay
I'm comin' straight up outta that chat room, and live from the message board
I'm at the crib all by myself, chattin'
and a rich bitch
I got niggas still be robbing on that lick shit
Air it out extended clip get your shit hit
Dope bowl stirring coke extra whip whip
50 Cent,
ain't trying to get by
Cause I can't just get stuck in the same old mix
Know some niggas who stuck in the same old shit
Still be thinking about all
girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly
I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in
Two by two
Comin in two by two
Never been around no guys like us, it says a lot about you
Two by two
Fuck with my two live crew
Tell me everything
(";A loser!";)
I crack another brew, sit back and watch what niggaz do
Who threw that 2-you? I'm rollin the whole fuckin crew
One by one niggaz come
that'll mix you
Skip through
Warm-it-up Chris, missed you
Been cross'n shit
That's a UTEP 2-step
Trill Cosby boolin' in a
2-Stack crew neck
She spit
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