Lyrics:
pow run 'em all off
St. Clair stays, down for the murda mo
Oh no, ho when a thugsta, stroll
Forty fours still pointed at the po-pos
Stop 'em drop
to blow
Got your bitch up on me and she twerkin' like a ho (ho)
She throw that ass back, baby girl's tryna pull (oh)
Gang, gang with me so you know it's
yours is too broke
Dior drip with Gucci wear it once just for my new ho
Left wrist balling overseas it's Toni kukoc
Baby catch this flight tell yo man
Live it up for the hype, baby girl lets get wild for the night
All I really wanna is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin'
You know what I'm
my money
Me and Baby gettin freaked by this chick named Honey
[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
All over the world y'all
I love them girls y'all
When it be
again
Sipping Hen
Staring at that white girl from Michigan
She was with a friend, fat ass fly ho
I went in for the kill, ASAP, pronto
So wait boo, 'fore
want to listen to it
But your music
Man
That's what I can get down to
Your Mother's Favorite Rapper
Ho-ho-ho I love it
By the way
Tell your mom I said hi
raining on me
Baby, that's alright by me
Yes, you are the hope that's raining on me
Baby, that's alright with me
Ho, baby, that's alright with me
Baby
the motherfucker down the drain
Oh oh oh oh
Oh Lord do it again
Ridin with the devil on a southbound train
Ridin with the devil now baby
You stick the needle
in the drive by, fo' schools in the cut
I watched niggas get jealous when they hoes jock
That's when I go and take the finest ho and take a walk
Cause
sharp
That's what it do, yeah
I'ma get so high, man, still can't pay my bills, though
Like, I'ma fight with my baby mama, let me see my kids (ho)
Get
folks, they're keeping us divided by race, ho
For riots, looters, vaccine boosters, fuck Billy Gates and the track team shooters
No spoon of cotton, that
hardly breathe and
Told so many lies, don't know what to believe
I discussed it with this girl, and this is what she said
She said lay down baby, baby
hardly breathe and
Told so many lies, don't know what to believe
I discussed it with this girl, and this is what she said
She said lay down baby, baby
Ladies and Gentlemen
Swizz, swizz, swizz
Hey ho, hey ho, hey ho, hey ho OK
How you doin ma, dis ya song ma, yeah come on ma,
dis ya song ma,
ride bikes when I'm with baby
Ho nigga tried to jump on my case
He talkin' 'bout what he done heard
Oh, he a burger, bitch, get murdered
Free my
to ball
Bottle after bottle and I'm sure you'll count 'em all
Then we off to that Chevy - (Fired up!) and takin off
Baby, slow it down cause you movin
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
it down
In the town when I screw around nonbelievers layin down
Still activated but low, I'm seldom seen
with light green and other things that
[Intro - Nelly] (Mariah Carey)
HO!! To the floor (Neptunes)
Everybody to the floor!
OH! (PW: see'mon!) (heyy!)
WOO!! To the floor (MC)
Everybody
ho but she is my freak
Homie lover let her run free
Cuz see home is where the heart be
Stay by my side cause she want me
I'm her King and she is my
playin' with my jig, uh
Bad bitch wanna get on my Insta
I told the bitch to keep chill and be quiet
I got bad bitches tryna get by
Don't chill 'fore a nigga
bet we drop somethin'
Blueface, baby, yeah, aight
Tell lil' baby to move (Move)
Boof bop
Hug the block while you huggin' your boo
Everything bust down
you'll be wet
Well I was walkin down the street, all by my lonesome
I seen this ugly young thang, said she want some
Well I'm not the type a brotha, who
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