Lyrics:
on the edge
[Repeat]
Verse 2
Look at the shit that I do
Then look at the shit that you never get through
I’m swimming in pussy like 2 Live crew
Real life
on the scene changing my name to chlorine
Too mean
Hold up
She live
I'm just tryna get you to slide and if yo crew 'll ride I'mma to come through tonight
[Kool Keith]
Yeah!
One two.. Smut Peddlers
Cool Keith.. in the place
(I stays actin like that!)
Pose for TV in lightning dub fashion
Big
wit the kids
Tell em pull up where I live
Tell em invest where you live
No better feelin then to give
S5... at the crib
Bmdubs really... at the crib
The trap ain't ever closed no Chick-fil-A, even on Sunday's
Them turkeys go
Not by one but by the load
If I sell two, my son son get the half cause that's
the booth going dummy on thursday
I go two bitches already, need a third bae
My granny still live in the hood said she aint leaving
So I surprised her with
my Crew is 2 Live
I ascend like Christ and watch you die
Breakers (HERE!) MC's (HERE!)
Writers (HERE!) Beat-boxers (HERE!)
DJ's (HERE!) Hip-Hop
to having violent psychotic
Quick devour polish it, politics
By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
I like writin'
But I will stick this pencil
just a freaky note, from me to you
At the bottom I signed it Playboy II
I'm a player, bitch, I thought you knew
Like every other nigger in my crew
I bump
Chorus: Lil Caesar
One two y'all, you know I rock ya
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
*repeat x2*
One two y'all, uh, uh
Easy livin, bitches
Mic check can you hear me
Can you hear me, can you hear me
Jo really you can't see me 1 2
Can you hear me
Can you hear me, can you hear me
Ooh I got
what the truth would do
Writing on the wall to survivor,
Hoe regroup your crew
We the global example of beautiful
I poppa freaks all the honeys
Told
Pop that pussy for a Nigga like I'm uncle Luke
I Be onnat Gas, I feel like Uncle Snoop
I Be on they ass and you know that I'm the truth
And I spit
to beat me
The missiles will heat seek, whenever the beast speaks
Triple sixes vicious like two multiplied by three threes
These emcees are feces, won't
Clap Clap Applaud, Let
me state the facts,
trust the wrong person,
you get a wounded back,
But I got support, I
got so much love,
ones more than two
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way...
over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
Like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy
Like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine
small
Arms and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew
It's known killers
Model hoes that sniff blow
With hour glass figures
We live for raw sex
My crew in the front got it locked
My live niggas in the back got the gats
Yo, we true to this black
4-4 likes to pour one to the dome, lubricate
ask that Jesus come to my life
And be my Lord and Savior
I receive Jesus to take control of my life
And that I may live for him from this day forth
and gets a little too crunk', setting the building ablaze with a BBQ lighter and 14 used tissues
Now we go live to our correspondent in the field, Javoran',
with a fuckin' grenade
One man army, only two things in the world could calm me
Wet pussy and that bomb ass chronic
I'll never back down, never back
the ladies with burgundy hair get in free!
Heh, I got live on stage
Purple Gang and B.U., let's go!
Feelin' old as ever man I came with a buzz
Two shots,
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