Lyrics:
of 10 by the time Im in she'll feel emotion
No sir
Right after i bust u down its over
I don't need them problems
I just need solutions
I got too much
and they pumping me (pause)
W.A.S.T.E Squad W.A.S.T.E Squad
We Roll thick my Posse On Broadway Sir Mix-A-Lot shit Wander and survive through everything when
Stay free flexible seems like
I’m going through obstacles
None too heavy none too deep
Pinned to the back wrapped up the leaf
Ben’s in the jack just
be up in the mix, y'all weird
In my city I'm a big dog here
You should be a man next Halloween
You been acting like a bitch all year
Jet set settler,
kiss by the sea
You don't have to say
That I'm the girl that got away
Come back honey, don't be so mean
Come back to your trailer
Come see your queen
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
I afraid or what?
All these are not fake notes or stolen ones..
I earned it by selling plots... Hot Cash....
Sir.. will you tell me where this address
from his moms
Back in the seventies, she was the bomb
His games top notch, and he don't stop
He hit a reverends daughter in a church parkin' lot
and thatp shit came true
Runtz with the gorilla glue shit smell like the Atlanta zoo
See you got ya hand out yeen getting jack like the kangaroo
Know my head
I think I really went god mode
Cuz I ball outta state like I’m lonzo
My peoples told me I’m too cold
Need to put some more pressure on all foes
Back
as a professional
Jack of all trades
This is completely incredible
The melody they're playing
Rhymes I'm slaying
It's all coming back to me
I'm just simply
the energy
Ohhh weee
Bring the ingredients please
Bottles and Some weed
Mix in the freaks
I wanna feel the Chemistry
Ahhhh ahhhh iii
Double fisting jack
I did the whole yard in fucking 15 minutes
I will kill you (no I will kill you first)
No if you kill me, I will come back and I kill you
(You will
goin out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out
Niggaz start to mumble, they want to rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off
No Auto-Tune just bars nigga'
It's the mufuckin' gang
Turff what up?
Said Breezy come back
Like a kid with quick wits
I'm loved by all my niggas'
conflicts of black and white stitch
Bricks fixed by mom n popppa its that black and white mix
So grey is the shade of my world as it turns
This early bird
with words (uh huh)
To even start a convo to get at her
Every other chick becomes a blur (blur)
Be my Mrs. i'll Be your Sir (Sir)
I love her the way she
Way back when it was shirts versus skins I had my mindset set on a Benz
Took a lot of losses on my way to get N’s I ain’t trip on ‘em took ‘em
couldn't take it
Up and left us almost fucking drove me crazy
How the hell am I supposed to raise these babies by myself
But hey I found a way to make it
dick daddy, droppin you hoes in the sack
Bustin nut after nut on your motherfuckin back
If your nigga wants to make love to you, cool let a nigga know
man, Johnny Cash
Puff the reefer
Sometimes mix it with the hash
Hard to keep up, 100 yards dash
Beat your feet up
Jumpin Jack Flash on a muthafuckas ass
in
Let's go Tory oh yeah
Alright bout to throw it back
Ya ready? let's go
Throw it back bout to fire it up
I used to go online had to dial it up
You
a lot on my mind freak bitch on my line say she want to suck me tonight
Got a lot on my plate try and mix chicken wit steak already got collard greens.
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