Lyrics:
exactly where I found you
I found myself tryna pick up the pieces
So you know I'm changing hoes by the season
Plenty of bitches tryn be Mrs Beezy
Wanna cuff
me I should stop and waitDevil sat down beside me with a smile on his faceOne look into his eyes and I fell from grace
CHORUS:And now I'm goin'
folks
But she's everything to me
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Oh Monty, Monty, Monty, I am walking down your hall
God
on and on and last long
Every time I hear this song, this song
I will be played deep brown, the place teared down
Dangerous on the door, seen it all before
Coats
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
until the cords in
Your neck stretch and snap
But best believe the three of us
Will walk away with the last laugh
Your stance to the canvas silhouettes
that ass looking just like the
Spook that sat by the door
Known to kill ducks, skills erupt
You ask why? My reply is
"I don't give a fuck"
I'm a Panther,
the funkiest, dopest heat on the streets
Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and this is C B-O-N-E
If you need some back-up, find your own
Your girl gonna give you
of beer!
Take one down,
Pass it around,
66 bottles of beer on the wall
66 bottles of beer on the wall,
66 bottles of beer!
*door closes*
Take one down,
Pass
yeah, sip, sip
Don't talk back, don't do lip-lip
Butterfly door, I got a four by, four by, four by, four by, four by, four by
Black Ops three, gotta kuda,
We kicking down your door (kick your door)
No not baseball
But I run up in your home (not baseball)
I'm so cutthroat I will cut
You in the throat
door to runaway out!!
どこにあるのか答えは
3秒後なんて Easy な話は
ha-ha yo いつの日にも
そう just dream
砂の時計がとろけ落ち
乾いたBeat 跳ねる時に
そろそろ目覚めたライオンに
Yo! ride on!
いくとこまでいっとこう
We're one, two, three, four, five MC's
I'm Melle Mel and I rock it so well
And I'm Mr.Ness because I rock the best
Rahiem In All The Ladies' Dreams
, down, down
I'ma break that bitch down
Pull up in the car
Then let up the arms, suicide doors
I'm married to the game, never gettin' a divorce
Get
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
(Mhmm, mhmm)
Frank Zulu The 3rd
What?
Yeah
Kick down the door cuz'
They didn't want to let us in (Whoa)
Kick down the door cuz'
They didn't want
niggas from the East side
By 12, I’m on one two just came through
Three of my main dudes four door Gran Coupe
Five bottles in each six models at least
priestly medications with that sound coming
through the wall." Thin walls you understand. The Priest put down his
dropper, cold hall, and knocked on the door
Two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four
it's real send it by Mother's Day
I'm an old soul so I need an old school whip like a runaway
Shorty knocking at my front door, how you find me, what you
the fence
The mold holding it all together, the weight of the wood
The wind blowing in its direction
The rain pouring down the hill was too much for
One banye, two banye, three and four
White chalk in the air
Black blood by the door
One banye, two banye, three and four
Tell your friend step back
marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain
Boom boom boom boom
Boom boom boom boom
The ants go marching three by three
Hurrah hurrah
The ants go
knockin' at my door
Knock knock, who's there?
Bruh, you should've seen her
Foxy little mami named Regina
She was pushin' a cherry red beamer
Three series
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