Lyrics:
muthfuckaz
How you like me now?
Cuz dis country, way back
Laugh at bout it bout it
Now everybody screams they want to be rowdy rowdy
T-R-U what we claim
lives on the stoop
Me I feed the ego when I rhyme on a smooth ass beat and my peeps say it's fire and true
Honestly, I dont really like what it do
It's
gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me,
See this the remix shawty ima keep the cash coming,
Don't guess who played the track and fast
on the song,
Bumpin' like "Bumb-ba-Bump,"
I'm particularly picky,
When it comes to licky licky,
Have 'em slidin' off them Vickie's quickly,
Under
on the song,
Bumpin' like "Bumb-ba-Bump,"
I'm particularly picky,
When it comes to licky licky,
Have 'em slidin' off them Vickie's quickly,
Under
Yeezy, Ne-Yo, the remix, ayo
I think it's time to hit 'em with the Ma$e flow
My uh, she was gettin' the best of me
But, ooh child, you're my
old thing
I'on give a fuck what you think about me
Been doing my shit like fuck you mean
Say you got a problem but it ain't with me
Brand new look but
Of this trainwreck of my life
Sometimes it makes me want to cry
Sometimes I'm havin a good time
So I laugh and get by
Yeah I laugh and get by
Stayin
rhymes in Ghana tryna play Amadeus and Brahms cut to now it's time for
Rap Opera
This is renaissance music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
Cyberspace music
ass off your feet (remix, c'mon)
They call me Drag-On, when it's time to bomb
I burn 'em all, 'til they all say turn 'em off
'cause these chips,
Hustle Gang
Remix! F.D.B!
West Side, Bankhead, that's where I'm from
Everything y'all did, it been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can't touch
"remember me?"
It's gon' take em running up up
On you to jog your memory
Never been one to beef
I want everybody to eat
I want all my peers to succeed
But
and a Ghost
Smoking that boof pack, moving slow
Yeah, she is a thot, she get it unlocked
Yeah, she is a thot and she giving me dome
I'm up and we clip 'em, we
it up like a remix
Hitting waves like a sea-ship, get above like I'm cheating
Give a fuck about speaking to a nigga that's in sheep skin
To a bitch
them
Taking me from my dividends
Paid my dues spending time by myself
She was with her friends
Mingling with single men
Say things like hitting skins
you see what I had in the trunk
You'd understand why them boys hate me
Hunnid racks cash
Pull up all coke white, like it's the 80's
She said I changed,
always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun
CHORUS
[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
it
Get started, get stupid
You'll want me body people will walk you through it
Step by step, like an infant new kid
Inch by inch with the new
And i make
chicks get naked like this check it/
I juss lick my lips on some LL shit/
and make em' laugh on some david chappelle shit/
and they be on some
a K, call it Slay, the street sweeper
Sim Simma, give me the keys to your Beamer (woop woop)
Keep your friends close and enemies closer
It's rappers
‘em with that remix
But these niggas still bumpin’ Dial Tone
I got them money stacks
Thicker than a phone book
Paper on top of paper
Its lookin’ like
Naughty By Nature or NWA
90's music is the best, yeah it's all that I play
If you party with me then you better get it right
Bump it old school baby all day
drunk
Don't get high, have 'em doin' drive-by's
Shit they never did, forgettin' about they kids
Moms babysittin', ain't seen her in a week
I'm a bad
drunk
Don't get high, have 'em doin' drive-by's
Shit they never did, forgettin' about they kids
Moms babysittin', ain't seen her in a week
I'm a bad
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