Lyrics:
wear
And how do you find such lovely polka dots
And stripes these days?
Break all my thoughts hit the floor
Like I'm makin' the score
I'm the king
From A Lemon
And A Lemon To A Lime
He Cuts The Beat In Half The Time
And As Sure Is 3 times 2 is 6
You'll Say Flash Is The King Of The Quick Mix
We're
pussy hit like?
At first she actin' funny, but in a minute I knew she'd get right,
Get down, got her fuckin' with another bitch now,
I'm king of all
a magazine
Flipping through the King I had my eye on 3 things
Who knew it was facade
Nigga money ain’t a thing
Who knew it was facade
Nigga money ain’t a thing
Kids shot dead in the streets now they eyes closed
How you call it angels when it's kings getting beat up
And Gil Garcetti in his office with his feet
you blow
You worshippin' a tree instead of worshippin' the king
When he made everything Romans 1:23
Chase that high all the way to into the grave
She's outrageous, I met her out in Vegas
She fresh off the pages of a magazine, I said
(She's so fly) She like eye candy, I can't stop starin'
I'm like
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
[Chorus: Dom]
In this jungle, we fall like flies
In this jungle, we fall like flies
[Verse 1: King Osiris]
Oh yeah, I’m getting some jungle fever
of a magazine ain't even got a album out
Hop at da streets my delete cuh my hits out
Now I'm da one everybody wanna talk about
Hustle hard ball harder dats wat I
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
tax deposit and you're fooling around the dock
And the water's steady, boy you hustle ready while the storm is around the block
Feeling like a king
can tell you in the presence of a king
Make a beat and then I take it for a spin
Issa win, so you better pour ma drink up to the brim
Sip sip sip sip
feeling like a pirate king
And now I've got the sweet cash money I'm gonna buy some bling
On the computer and surf the internet
Or open up a cheeky magazine
on my dreams and became well-known in the future Farther than like Martha Luther harder than a Martha Luther King Chilling with the kids on the nose like
a performer
They read one magazine and wanna think they gettin' warmer
They only getting colder hell, maybe I should throw
A double diamond party in the north
sweet from the
Thighs to the cheek
Sex on the beach
Check the size of my meat
Call me the butcher
Ludacris King Ding-a-Ling
Sheet smusher
Sweet
your hands, wave your hands)
All the boys and all the girls
(All the boys and all the girls)
You are the new kings of the world (Kings
like my armor, and that I'm a performer
They read one magazine and wanna think that they gon' get warmer
They only getting colder hell, maybe I should
oo-lay-ee-dee)
She is horse in lounging pyjama
We land in the jungle by the teeth of my skin
All the animals crowd around the flying machine
Big gorilla
King Cotton, I’m king cotton
I’ma tell you like this it’s your boy Lil’ B
I’m harnessed by some shit that
I ain’t even seen
Demons in my mind, blood
(shhh)
How you got that following?
How you got 'em streams?
Could be showing on magazines
Making these moves ain't make no sound
We don't make no sound
We
This how we gon' do this one here
Put another beat on
All hail king quikk, nigga
I ain't gotta toast you, but I could get you touched from
Here
angry about this girl I'm with in all them magazines
Baby she look like a star, but only on camera
Only on camera, only on camera
It look like we in
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