Lyrics:
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
for me, got you beggin' for mercy
Pillow talk all in my ear like Kermy
Keep shoving cause I'm lovin' the
Way that you work me been on since I seen
Your
thanksgiving
Mo du pe ooo
Mo du pe ooo
Mo du pe ooo
Trumpet interlude
If not for you Baba God
Where will i be as we speak
People who are better than me are
just seem to be right there?
Looking over my shoulder
For a rolling down boulder
Feel like Indiana Jones
And the crazy arse stalker
No I won't see you
If you (Hustle) if you (Hustle) if you (Hustle)
We wear what we want and we still look fly
No matter how little, bet we still get by
This for my niggas
There was a man who was wronged, Not once, but twice
Two times within the very same day
How, you may wonder? That's yours to ponder
For no one knows
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
Interlude: Puff Daddy
See, it's 1996 man,
And we gonna do the same thing to you we did to you in '95.
We gonna keep hittin' you in your head with all that
Finally, she said, "Ah, I could, ah, probably go for what you're talking about.
But it's really about my birth control pill."
I said, "All looks are not
like they did to me
But my pain is making me crazy
It's all that I feel inside
It's taking fucking my pride
Please tell me you'll be by my side
It's all
matter to you
That Outkast we got that skunk for y'all
Keep that pump for y'all
When I'm in the mood I rock the S Dot tennis shoes
As a interlude, I
of the Year Show. Well the competitors will be off in a moment
so let me just identify for you.
(Close up on competitors)
Vivian Smith-Smythe-Smith (E.I..)
of rules
"Listen human, all you see is a lucid dream
Just live in tune, be free, breathe, and let the music sing"
Wow, that's some transcendental advice
terribly
Top stays down so I signed it up for therapy
Boss - Hugo
Got so much to lose tho
Swingin' my fist is like u getting hit by a Mitsubishi Fuso
When u
what ya please (hey)
The lap of luxury is what you'll be laying in just respect
The playa and the game that hes playing in (for real)
I can show
Sugar Hill Gang
That's for all you cats eatin' blue pills, goin' to sleep
Yeah, we got fucked for like 40 years out of our cheese
Devilish bastards need
I know sometimes it's hard to recognize your power
When all the world seems to be bringing you down
You want to hide behind the comforts of a lie
when she walk
Like a Love Jones when she talks
Such a cutie right? Their whole crew is tight
But they don’t do it like her
It seems like for a while
them haters get to me
Bein' down is all they want to see
I'ma beat you on top like Queen
Be the best songs
I'ma tease
blow hate away like a sneeze
But
with the barrel of the gun, breakin ya jaw
Takin it all, fuck leavin the crumbs for niggas
Slum jones for niggas, now I strap up and come for niggas
Jones (cappo)
Besides I put money on your skull and bones
And keep it low watch what you say up on those fucking phones
Be quiet
Touchdown
And get ya
Jones too tall?/
I’m hip hop at its finest/
Give em to you for the free, bars on consignment/
Yeah..I shine bright like a diamond/
And the way I roll
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
man, do y'all ever feel bad that, y'know you ain't gettin' the shine y'all deserve"
"You ain't get this, you ain't get that... "
Man, I could be mad
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