Lyrics:
They call me Buckey from Kentucky but I was born in Virginia
Don't call me the N word unless you referring to ninja
Or Norris cause that the name
like September 12th
And I'd be asking you myself, but Jacob's ladder already fell
Like so many others I can't do it by myself
Motto of Home Depot, you
Yessir uh oh
Uh ohhhhhhhh haha
Sick with it, six digit's, big engines
Get lots of head like 6 midgets
It’s just the code I live by
Represent
sneakers
I chased a bag so long my muhfuckin feet hurt
Slow ya roll please sir
'Cause Rosa feet hurt
Yours just aching
It's coming be patient
I'm so sick
friends when they ask
The truth is this shit really hurts
A punch to the face
Third degree burns
Why do I lie to myself and say it's not worth the trouble
I WENT THE GAY WAY...By The Backside Boys
(Listed below are the lyrics to Howard Stern's
song parody of the Backstreet Boys'
"I Want It That Way",
much but
At the same time you're so silent
I want to be blunt but
Babygirl You know I've tried it
Every time you come around me
Man I know I get excited
at you
When Trench Town man stop laugh and block off traffic
Then dem wheel and pop off and dem start clap it
With the pin file dung an it ah beat
at you
When Trench Town man stop laugh and block off traffic
Then dem wheel and pop off and dem start clap it
With the pin file dung an it ah beat
do it 'cause, baby
Hamburger won't help ya, if Dres gets ghetto life like wool blankets
Found in a shelter where niggas hairy like Chuck Norris
I
I can kick it
From a board to a verse
Anywhere I can flip it
I ain't call her in a minute
Man I know that lil hoe miss me
We be throwing her and bro
Surrounded by
Surrounded by
Surrounded by calamity
Smothered in hurt
Surrounded by calamity
Smothered in hurt
Think it's hard
You think it's hard
Hurt it hurt it hurt it hurt
Fi see di innocent life gown down di drain
Hurt it hurt it hurt it hurt
Oh mr man yuh badness lame
Di good a suffer fi di
the night is still young slide it in my drank
For what it's worth yeaea
Got it out the dirt yeaea
Niggas got murked yeaea
Man this shit hurt yeaea
We
had my back
Surrounded by sticks, Glocks, and tec
Call that shit, really burgets
Press a bitch nigga, just like a barrette
Draco man, with the banana
for those who even kinda want it
'Cause for this man, I would take a lighter
And light up all of my Lighter money
You can call it pyro money, "Hi
piece
I saw so many man act brave
For attention, they only ever get in the grave
And i tried to see things their ways
But in vain, I was blinded by how i
gauge Remington on my gun rack
Stars and stripes flying high off the back of my truck
Course it's four by four
'Merica
Buck antlers, Colonel
were always rite by my side
It was just me and my baby
You were always down for the ride
Look at my past
Baby you made it clear to me
When I add up
Wicklow Street, directly across from the college. Her
face is shielded by the red hood but I can tell it is a woman
by her lithe, graceful, catlike
one of them freaky tails hey P)
Nah it ain't another fuckin' freak tails man
This girl named Dana, you can bang her man
[Master P]
There once was this
Sorry if I had to throw shade on you
Ain't no sun light where I'm at it's no shade for you
Put the city on fire make it day for you
One and only by
bullets in my pocket I'm a mad man
My trigger finger turnin suckers to sand
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Free your mind
Breath it in
bullets in my pocket I'm a mad man
My trigger finger turnin suckers to sand
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Free your mind
Breath it in
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