Lyrics:
a Mercedes Benz
And he bought me a law de'
Bought me a law degree
I voted for Mal Fraser
Was the decent thing to do
Was a vote against the communists
And I
international
She got her hair done
Styled in designer jeans
Heels on, and her skin type Maybelline
I can't control
The way you walkin', girl, you got me
degree
I'm one thousand of those
I knock it out the park like Barry, I correlate with the pros
I knock it out the park like Barry, but me and cons we don't
and run from me, I don't need company
But switching up sides is a bitch nigga move
You fit in that category to high degree
Blinded by the lights
Got you in
my eyes sweating by your side
Stepping on the clouds
Stepping on the clouds
Even though the world is my move am really by your side
Down on my knees ,
Put one of em out, I'll punch em in the mouth.
Full of drugs, feelin good.
I dare ya fa ta look at me. fuck with me, what nigga?
Knock ya out & then
[Mystikal]
I'm quick to bang bang bang, pop pop pop
I'll kick in the fuckin door before I knock knock knock
You gon' duck duck duck when I buck
rolling up that grency, grency, fruity sack
I’m smoking by the corner store, I knock’em down like dominos
She see me making money, now you Shawty follow
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
overtook me down in Juarez Mexico.
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walked a sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack
overtook me down in Juarez Mexico.
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walked a sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack
know what I'm all about runnin' Harley bikes on site, when it goes down!
Me and my homies always holdin' the fort down
Come up in our town and your
of the global elite
Security breach
Killing streak
Biting the hand that feeds
Till it knocks out all my teeth
Burn down your man cave
Turn your nuclear family
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
the beat) (groove)
Yeah groovy hype musical chair that you seek
And my face the type to sit oughta know I'm the seat
Tasting exquisite fruit passion on me
Oh... Angelina, Oh... Angelina
She's a woman so fine gotta make her all mine
Oh... Angelina, Oh...
Oh yeah, she'll turn me around, knock me down
cause they ain't gaining fame
Mad cause they bitch wanna bang
Lights out
Masked up
Air that bitch out
ho ho
Imma night owl
Make 'em back down for I knock
gon' be dead (I swear to God)
What you finna do?
Watch this
Go 'head and leave some, bitch, this blow me down as you around
She probably need
work like that
Remember when you turned me down when I was down bad
Aye, but you can't get nothing from me
Baby, suck my dick, then it's history
Knock
when I'm finished
Bitch I spray down like a febreeze can
Say u want smoke you ain't fuckin with me man
Blow it by the o
Lbs for the road
But imma
ecstasy
So darling grab me by the shoulder, shake some life back in to me
Thunder Down the Mountain, one more shot of whisky Lord
Didn't find no youthful
a rapper disrespect me I smack him in his mouth
I tow him in a yoke, grab him by his throat - boom! then I knock him out
I keep heat and keep the clips in
They try to sway us away
But it ain't gone knock me down
My inner child is awake
Going crazy like who gone stop me now
They try to sway us away
But
win by any means
Spirits surround me, and they clouding up my mind
Filling me with doubts about myself
They tryna' knock me off my grind
They don't want
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