Lyrics:
[Verse 3-Lil Wyte:]
With bullets wizzin by, children dyin every 36 seconds
It makes it uncomfortable for me to even respect this
With this focused brain
bitch I'm a star
The lyrics I sell is dope 10 thousand a bar
You can wrap me in saran make sure that I'm fresh
Put a stamp on your product right there
could only watch while we shot right past the
Grammy awards 1992
Open the envelope who's it go to
DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince
Well thank you thank
like a shake
Play amongst the stars like the roof in the Wraith
Get the table next to mine, make our bottle servers race
These are the games we
say that?
Spray that, old school just like an ADAT
Doggie where you weigh that, homie don't play that
More fresh powder
Scram, blood, blam on your
chillin
Then spottin this somethin like fabulous with ice on
Fly night's on fitted up with fly tights on
Starin at me approach a God,
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
frais j'sens bon
Mon parfum c'est oseille
DJ play et mon son il surwin en bouteille
Incroyable mais vrai les MC en bébé game
M'arrivent toujours pas à la
, Fresh air, Everybody Need Me
DJ Right there Scratch it till ya bleeding
Music for the movement Suddenly Everybody's Feelin
I'm a party people show me if
me in
You're dancing for me now
And I can tell by the look in your eyes
You're dancing for me now
And I will tell you that I don't mind
You're dancing
the Dj play that shyt to make your body Rock
What I got on my waist will make ya body rot
Ar barrel cooler with the mini stock or can switch arms and milly
I put on my clothes like damn I'm fresh as fuck
Well alright. I'm ready for tonight!
Got a call on my celly. Lets see what the homies tells me
What?
never left
Lil' young cat got that shit togetherness
Feel high like mount everest, forever fresh
So good, I think we want another yes
But no to facism
you out your mind, like Insidious
For saying I ain’t got bars, I’m barbarian
Fresh pair of kicks, low cut like a Caesarian
Now press play, nah, put it
feeling fine
Watch me combine and intertwine
The bounce rock skates make you cross the foul line
Shine a nickel nine
On all kinds of little swine
Stick
need clarity
If not, then a chariot to carry me
Pulled by forces polar to gravity
They have not got what I have in me
More grit than a snow truck
Girl just come home with me
You in the passenger side when I'm drivin'
Girl you kissin' all on me
Lickin' my neck when my hand's on your thigh
Me and Lupe Fiasco, Hollywood, California
Palm trees, Hollywood lights
Enjoy the show
Before we take it back, I need everybody in the building
to run
We some motherfuckin' outlaws, yeah
Fresh off the wanted poster, little bitch
We some motherfuckin' outlaws
Yippie Ki Yi Yay, don't play
You don't
like pong
Hit from the back and she say it’s her favorite beat
Told me play it on repeat
Starrin’ she anxiety man I can tell that she a freak
Yeah I like
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
to me
With the same old game though
Tryin' to play me out like Nintendo
How the fuck you think I ever got this far?
By bootin' motherfuckers like
out the ensuite (fresh, fresh)
I know I'm a rapper, it's sorry to say, "It's on me" (person)
Pocket rocket, lock it, shorty thinks it's fake (huh)
My Moms did the do
And then she popped out Peazy B
They thought I was a Outkast
Cause I stayed so fresh and so clean
I hopped out like I already had
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