Lyrics:
wanna lose it
Had P's for the strap before the music
Had me runnin in gaffs like I'm lootin'
The sun shines through the rain now I'm movin'
I
Now what's real partner
[Outro - Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]
Haha, so what's real?
Yeah and all you clown runnin around town
Tellin people me and yous was
for free, see
Just call me S-I-C-K
I love to kill for play, 'cause like Cube, it was a good day
And I'mma be like strictly on my Q's
P's and Q's
the first one on the floor at your, wedding reception
B-Boys gather around and act p-noid
Bring the Trouble T-Roy, to earlobes, keyloid
(Terminator 2)
be the first one on the floor at your, wedding reception
B-Boys gather around and act p-noid
Bring the Trouble T-Roy, to earlobes, keyloid
rip the buttons off your blouse one by one
First, Imma rip the buttons off your blouse one by one
Then run my tongue down your neck to your bare
a guardian angel
Choppa make him two-step, no tango
Rap game, choke hold, no strangle
Pushin' P, too much, might throw up
You live by the gun, nigga, you
(Then turn around and bury a nigga)
It's all the same
(Fo' sheezy, baby)
Wherever we go
But every time I spit this game
These L I P's these niggas know
It's like you up they around
When you lose it they gone
You runnin low on the money you got they leave you alone
And I'm just being honest
Remember
just a stick mans girl
People love this girl they go to walk with this girl
[Verse 2]
Down with me runnin that new chick
Crashin' like a new whip for
any of ya
Fuck what you say
You was never playing with me
Be right back, be right back
T-Balls
I'm Tony Allen with the D-J
Best in the league
know!), Capo Status (COOFIE SMACKA!)
A.k.a Jim Caso (lovely painter), and I jus love it man (Lovely Daze like this...)
I love paintin' these pictures for
on the cash, need mine far as extra goes
Off charts, I'm runnin' my way up
Niggas ain't fuckin' my play up
Shot clock violations and I'm still chuckin' my J
that a nigga outside
In that pat, riot, j, ee, p
Rolling up sum weed, to keep it cordial for the vibe
So know we sparking soon as you arrive
Cus I been
[chorus]
To the kids in the p.j.'s
ghetto children i know it ain't easy
ya'll wanting millions
sunshine turns to rain
its ghetto pain
when a one time
la-la, la-la
They got a A-P-B out on my thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets like these scandalous freaks
Our enemies die now, walkin'
la-la, la-la
They got a A-P-B out on my thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets like these scandalous freaks
Our enemies die now, walkin'
around burning bridges not at all
But when the time comes I'm indifferent, let 'em fall like
Mental chains, can't breakaway
So much pain runnin' through my
right beside me
They say it's love, but I feel despised
I see the pain, I could read the lies all between the lines
Man, free the guys
R.I.P. the ones
me
They say it's love, but I feel despised
I see the pain, I could read the lies all between the lines
Man, free the guys
R.I.P. the ones who ain't
Pussy got wet like Niagara-falls
Dropped my drawls and bitch said: "Shit!"
Skinny motherfucker with a fat-ass dick
It's like a T-P-treatment, thangs so
as a youngin', where's the beef
Don't sleep, I used to run around with the creeps
Ain't no tellin', Jack told Helen
About a lot of people so I'm runnin' for
Hey, playin' with my pop, you think I'm makin' Kool-Aid (ayy)
Ayy, all he do is take L's, I'ma call him Mr. Cool J (hey)
Hey, designer swim trunks
all around her back, has a dewlap down her chin, likes to live up in the trees.
J is for Jellyfish. Soft and squidgy, swims all day, and basks in
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