Lyrics:
the limousine
Hangin posters on my wall
Michael Jackson, Boyz II Men, New Edition,
loved them all
I let the CD flip till the CD skipped
Chasin girls, skippin
the motherfuckin' car
And in this room we bring the world war
[007 of the 5th Ward Boyz]
See the Circlepiece be the satellite
From the 5th Ward
Command union, how we
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
grown
And the spots is getting blown
Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD
Nah, we ain't none of them, B
Give me, so give me
Nore, Phife Dawg and Abstract
Give me,
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
that I'd flash the nine?
And walk off with your shit like it's mine?
I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living
I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
that racist mudalover gon’ be mad as hell
When his grandbaby look like Emmit Hill
RIP to all my niggas in the streets
Who were gunned down killed by
seeing the clear proofs of his innocence,
To imprison him for a time
And there entered with him two young men in the prison
One of them said, Indeed, I
you, they don't wanna know
Yeah, they do, not for hangin' on the corner with a blunt or two
But now at night time, nigga, know that I'm the truth
the set
We don't give a fuck what ya men claim
Rockstar lifestyle, hot boyz not mild
We a different breed in a different lane
Rolling on the stage
craccin
Edd don't know no better he damaged, bit by a vamp, nicca he vampin
waitin in the steamer for a opp, niccas campin
old habits, die too hard,
when I walked in the kitchen
My pops was standing next to the stove while that crack cooked
I still remember the day me and Khi got shot
I still remember
shock your mind
I'll put the ji-ji-jiggles in your behind, a-said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme
Lewinsky
I'll be right here in the thick, they can diss me
But they'll get flung like a frisbee
If what you chattin' is wet
Miss me, bitch, please
Erich
to make love to a kick in the snap
as I sat up in the cut just for waiting my chance
to solicite Sauncerea for a private dance
yo I could still remember
Remember me
We are men balling
We are not dulling
Remember, Remember Jah Remember me
[VERSE 2:]
Yeah,
I became the real deal
Coz I’ve got this burning zeal
C'mon
C'mon, C'mon
Lil' Jon, C'mon, C'mon
[Lil' Jon]
M.O.P MOTHERFUCKERS!
Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz Bitch!
[Chorus x2]
[M.O.P (Lil' Jon)]
(My
guys
Yeah, yeah you right, I run with my mens
We be in the caravan countin up the Trans kid
Or sold the fifty dollar bill
We be givin competition,
shock your mind
I'll put the ji-ji-jiggles in your behind, a-said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme
disciple
By our love for one another (We got)
One man down (One down)
Two men down (Two down)
Three men down
We got four men down
But still that's my dawg
writing statements so I run off on all my chases
Walked in the game with my apron and made sure I ain't leave no traces, I'm still a Dopeboy, she can tell
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
ain't she? We'll let her wash off in the water
And me and you can play by ourselves, can't we?
Just the two of us, just the two of us
And when we
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