Lyrics:
went into her room to play another game
She picked up all her dolly's and told them all by name
I listened as she said their names here's Betty Sue
Man, these motherfuckers tripping
They lock us up for the same shit that they taught us how to do
This is America, right
They rob, steal, and kill us
and delusion, my conclusion is confusing
Dripping on my memories, twisted off my music
Trying to make my people do things, oh yeah we do's it, we do's it
She whippin it up, ha
Imma call her Betty Crocker
Got ice on me, think I got a cold
Someone go and call the doctor
Bitch crazy, yuh
I was gone before
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
choke on something is gross in it
Joking this vocalist by himself when he wrote this shit
I survive living in my mind
That line is for the people
a chopper
See niggas tryna kick it
But no I don't play sucka
I'm all about my cake I'm
Tryna marry Betty Crocker
A package on the way you
Know my whip game
By the way, we have decided to make it a little surprise for her father
So don't say anything when you eat all of that
Freddie, we'll make this
now we gotta lift ourselves up
Get no help from the President, they all racist or prejudice
Forget the rhetoric, pull yourself up by the bootstraps
finna die fo'
Slow down, ride slow, don't forget your Bible
The Golden Age, you livin' in a cycle
Nigga you dealin' with a psycho
He go by Dizzy Wright
blocked by Patrick Ewing
Had to book Dizzy Wright for a show
A couple of racks will do it
You punk bitch! and it- and it don't stop
Ha sixteen! Da da daaa
go by Dizzy Wright though, with the rifle
In 1991, I'm lookin' like Michael
The same year that the police beat up
On Rodney King and gave us
Something
Bonnie Raitt-Trinkets
(Emory Joseph)
When I was a kid
I had a little record
I played it over and over
Each and every day.
Sung by a man
Named Louie
on the next flight out"
He said "ticket on the next flight out?!?
This is nineteen hundred n' thirteen.
Why the Wright brothers haven't even started
seen him at the hardware store
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure
And as they talked a little while he passed by
She smiled at him he just
at the hardware store
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure
And as they talked a little while he passed by
She smiled at him he just said "hi"
He was thinking
the block is hot
Like a bottle of Coke, yeah, I need that top
Making plays like John Madden
Flies a copy like Atlanta
Malcolm X by any means
Infrared, yeah,
bought her
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died
She was caught in a mudslide eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple
Wolverine the way I healed through
All my growin' pains
I know niggas who got it worse
That's why I don't complain
Creampie, you gotta see the shit I
From New York
Made by the less fortunate
To West Yorks
No-one knows where Yorkshire is
From New York
Still feel I was born for it
To West Yorks
No less
freash, I'm so down
I tell that bitch the other way around
Suck my dick and you'll get some
I'll fuck you baby till your cock is numb
I'll bust my nut in
Redenbacher
The way you move once you started nothing could ever stop ya
Sweeter than Betty Crocker, and I'm ready to belly flop ya
Just mention today but
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
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