Lyrics:
over there
you ready
I said one two three four
In slow
now hear I go
As I
Flow
Crowd goes up and down like a yo-yo
Hail the master the ruler over all
Me
lying if I say I’ll see you soon
McLarens and convertibles will lift me out the mood
911 Porsche going 90 in gear 2
Staring at the Rev go up my rari it go
her count it up
Baby what the hell you mean it ain't adding up
If a nigga try to short me then we pulling up
Got the money in bag
Got the glicky by
Coming back home
Home to my people
I hope that they didn't forget me
Coming back home
I am protected by family
I'm asking you for your blessing
Use to give momma nessa twenty dollar tester's
Just for the codeine
Baby ain't no pressure
Now i got extras
But you can eat the whole thing
Roley
will you stand or run?
Or talk from your computer?
Do you boss up? Put your people on?
Or hate 'cause you can't do it?
Will you speak the truth
body's got a feeling that it's starting to rust
you'd better rev it up and put it to use
and I don't know how I ever thought that I could make it all
Not ever. To all those who supported our campaign, I'm humbled by the faith you placed in us. To all those who did not support us, let me say this. Hear
out
I can't help yourself, I skid in doubt
I've dealt with yourself, I tricked hell out
I'm all helter-skelter, I'm on that Faust
None of me left
(ya)
But I was hit with the Good news (ya)
You gave me a new lens to use
So I could look right through
To see what you want me to see
So it ain't that
Hypnotized by the way that stripper blast
She shoots me deep in a trance
But look in my TRU shit fast or I'm ready to ass
don't you make
and everything
What good is that kung fu jive if you can't even use it, coward
A girl could do worse than to have her own real live kung fu master
I am no master
The stars get no sleep
Last joint left, some things you can't keep
People saying, some things I can't be
But that's alright, I'll always be me
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
lenses forensics would've told you Kendrick had killed it
Pretend it's a massacre and the masses upon us
And I mastered being the master at dodging your
For now drinking's my passion along with music I master
And I lose myself in the summer, I might need somebody to save me
Cuz I can't save myself such
listening to the beat I feel like Eazy-E
I'm ready to blow
I got some heat
If you ain't sliming out for real then you can't roll wit me
I know some niggas
extraction technique
All procedures performed by the Sexorcist
Can I suck your tongue?
I can hardly wait to taste you
Can I suck your tongue?
Please don't
a gat
and these hoes, you can't love em
even though a motherfucker wanta kiss and rub em
watch your back, cause gats go rat-tat
but mind your own
the booster
Damn, can't stand when the bitch get sent to sample
And come back up man
You want to point the finger at me 'cause the O.G.
As sooped like
Jordan, Scottie Pippen at my wedding
They say I'm crazy but that's the best thing going for me
You can't Lynch Marshawn, and Tom Brady throwin' to me
I
do
And there's a chance that you can save a few
And time will prove that, she started my movement
She didn't tell me to take it, she told me to use
T. Sanford was Nerdy West Over had crips
Damn
Ma couldn't save me I'm rolling my j up
U soft and you fly then u look like a lay up
My clique going
unsupervised, yet surviving
A healthy life outside was my favorite thing
I still have so much to see, let me sing
Bull Fang, true blues news you can actually use
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