Lyrics:
Uh aye
Mbg in this bitch yeah yeah
Mbg neetostrange
Aye aye
Moonboy neetostrange
Aye aye
Matiere head to toe
I don't rock expensive clothes
I don't
swing
MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing)
The Queen told you that you're nothing but an underling
We're talkin trash, we kick it
A locomotive keeps the time
Like Butch and Barry in their prime
Otis sits and smiles but there's no bay
Time goes by in a blink of an eye
Rock and roll will
spilled it on my shirt
Baby come and get it off me
Fantasizing about the one that God might send me
He has the final say when my life Is on empty
I don't
Button bottom of phone
I made an ounce up off the dime
And now coupes roof is gone like Michael Vick up in his prime
And speaking prime, I'm in mine
Griffin Memorial Hosptial
Then i'm getting up on that shit
I pop it off they said it's higher
By then it'd be too late
I could never know in the stray
prime
Don't worry it's a dime
Each and every rock
Is there to build us up
So If we go fall down
We won't sit and frown
I look down and see all the rocks
I gotta jump and get up on the table
'Cause when that rhythm and blues electrifies my shoes
I get the message like it came by cable, hey
I get this
it stung
Kidnap the babysitter, lock 'em inside a box
Daddy-O and the true blue Queen of Rock
[Chorus: x 4]
BurftDay
It's my BurftDay bitch
It's my BurftDay
It's my BurftDay bitch
Take me away to a place I've never seen
Be my escape, running far with the queen
Pay
Cognac bezel with the ticker on rocks
Figg side nigga, tell me what I ain't got
Get it right now where I got it back then
Number one stunna with
simple rhymes
defined the prime reason why we had to make it twice
You need to stop rocking ice/Learn to rock a mic
I hope my words come as a shock/Get
having fun with rhymes
I can't wait till it's my prime
That's when it's bedtime
To a lot of basic rappers
Y'all should be labeled as cappers
Talking about
it be known that she rock wit me
I ain't worried bout yo last
She ain't worried bout my past, bout my past
Gas by the bag
Champagne by the glass, by
it's, deep
Equivalent to the esophagus, spreads to scientists
a.k.a. Optimus Prime -- time, television is, dead
on this issue and very much irrelevant
a card game to make time pass by
She recalls a time when friends were around to put sparks in her eyes
But no one believed it was them when she once played
She walks
With a certain cachet
She talks
Of her many mistakes
I'm bought
By those bottomless
Eyes, shy of their prime
Growing tired by time
joking
If I'm N9ne I keep that pistol smoking
By design to find your prime time if their eyes open
Sign of the times ain't dependent on the rhymes
with the rock 'n' roll queen?
Can't close your eyes and kiss the TV screen"
If you know what I mean
'Cause I've got a woman that's soft to hold
But
northwest of Albuquerque
The good life got us all still searching
A ship and a rock might as well call it curtains
Fifth of some bourbon shot of roulette
Just
gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen
the Way I make it rock like Marilyn Mason,
She said that I'm handsome, baby can I have some, eat it up, yum, yum, Yum, Beat it up, dumb, dumb, dumb I Ain't
I hearken life struggles
To sharpen my mental muscles
Like a rock sitting up atop a mountain
With a view of the world below
Soaking heat by
There's a place we all meet
The music's loud and there's dancing in the street
And always shall be
It's known to everyone as Juke Box Alley
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