Lyrics:
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Please let the Abstract embellish on the cut
Back and forth just like a Cameo song
If you dig this joint then please come dance along
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Please let the Abstract embellish on the cut
Back and forth just like a Cameo song
If you dig this joint then please come dance along
(Intro)
Y'all gotta pay
Y'all gotta pay
Y'all gotta pay
Y'all gotta pay
Y'all gotta pay
Money
(Chorus)
Ow
How you like me now
Said I was hungry
[Intro]
Ah, what the boy, whew
Ooh, what the boy say?
Uh, What the boy say?
[Verse #1]
I’m just tryna figure out, what the boy say
Hussle get this
you don't need no glasses to stare
It'll probably take you in and it's just like your there
With the Q on the Compton tip
So if you think I'm a flip
So come check the magic show by Deshawn,
And witness the way I put you to death with a magic wand.
Turnin' your home to a casket,
Turn your wife
for your mind
Better get soft layers and go over mine
Come about two chairs and go here's an ear if it's on tonight
Then this is the word I
Intro: Puff Daddy
(Don't stop, I'm not finished yet [8x])
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they ever gonna stop?
Do you ever ask yourself, when
(Chorus) 2x
If you want beef its right here, here, yeah, yeah
Cause if it's on then it's on, If you want it then come on
If you want beef its right here,
Freak, freak y'all (keep on)
If the papes come, yo, yo, I won't riff
I just sit down and get me a spliff
With mines I was born a child of the corn
Freak, freak y'all (keep on)
If the papes come, yo, yo, I won't riff
I just sit down and get me a spliff
With mines I was born a child of the corn
realize that the beef was eternal!
Internal injury that's what you're soon to see,
B.I.G. keep company!
Sometimes in my waist. - If they come opponent
Run
the bag it was
Wrapped tight and snug
But in that bag yo, in that bag
45, guess what? (What was it Lyte?)
It was a box of q-tips a
Box of fuckin q-tips man!
[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Check this out baby girl
There's a few things I wanna explain to you, ya know
Now if you gon' be with me we gotta vibe together
a trap bitch, she got bout four golds
She sell the gas by the Q-P and she cook dough
I got a corporate bitch, she make bout six figures
And she a white
Intro: Puff Daddy
(Don't stop, I'm not finished yet [8x])
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they ever gonna stop?
Do you ever ask yourself, when
freeze and drop when Lil Wheezy cock
And niggas be like Q-Tip 'cause they breath and stop
Believe or not, the ki's ten G's a wat
Until I die apple
bit glory for his vids
Importance slipped through his finger tips at
War with corporate biz
Feeling blue adding orange in it
Knowing in his core he's
takin' a beatin'
You're sure to see the Pink Panther speakin'
[Q-Tip]
I'm a native New Yorker, I pitch a lot of porker
When I get my ride, I be
mine
Come about two chairs and go here's an ear if it's on tonight
Then this is the word I speak
S*** don't quicks mo' too tight
[Static]
I come
like we playin' in some used Q-tips
Hit the road, where we goin', shit, might not make it there
Two wrongs don't make a right, yeah, that's right, but
to handshakes drugs for papes
Now I'm sellin' CDs and tapes
Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate
A snake is still a snake no
Matter the size or shape
Those
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
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