Lyrics:
know what you thinkin
You feelin like a lucky guy
I was the same way
'Cause she was hard to come by
I was on her so hard
That I almost lost my hustle
(Go
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
The tales that I tell so well...
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked
man
To get these words out
In the way I envision it
Elevate by any means so you know I'm gear shifting it
Great Bambino, over the fencing it
No more
Gun In the Butt
4, 4, 4, 4...
Chorus -
Gun in the b*tt,
Luis' mom was a junky sl*t.
She overd*sed and his dad got st*bbed
Now they're ghosts and he
(Nevermind)
She always had my back in school (All the time)
Big sis had to show me how to play by the rules (Rule book)
If you pay attention, she the girl
shake and reggaetón, and some puerto rican rum
A thong and a pair of pumps to freak it when she's drunk
And it's done, I got it all recorded by the tons
for the booty"
Spied my daughter, Shannon, said, "She's quite a beauty
He's wicked, he's evil, he's Captain McNail
Oh, this is the tale of Captain
now that's the way to get me
Thinkin? about how she suck
By the way she part them lips and let me look at that tongue
Thinkin? about how she fuck
By
that she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got hacked by the whores
It's a real shame that kid probably ain't yours
That girl' some bitch you
bogus!
Haven't you noticed
You get all your coffee for free? (Hey!)
Carnaval (¡carnaval!)
Del barrio (¡barrio!)
Carnaval (¡carnaval!)
Del barrio
wanna thank you mom,
For the way you raised me,
All your life you wanted
Only one thing,
And that was to say
(she was daddy's little girl)
Confused,
take down that tequila
Down by the liter, I knew I had to meet her
Ooh, she mine, ooh girl, bump and grind
Ooh, she mine, ooh girl, bump a line
it
In the pretty face, you can't replace her
She gets her own on her own like a captain
That's the type of girl that I want by my side
That's the type
the Cajun blackened
Catfish, no snails, simple- to please
Met a bad- dimples in her cheeks
She remembers Busy be battles when it was peace
Caught myself
the Cajun blackened
Catfish, no snails, simple- to please
Met a bad- dimples in her cheeks
She remembers Busy be battles when it was peace
Caught myself
the spot blown and send bitch-niggaz to (?)
[One Two]
Beware! Emcees out there, drop ya mics
Your talkin might result in the loss of life
And also might,
that she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got hacked by the whores
It's a real shame that kid probably ain't yours
That girl' some bitch you
Shannon or as if I'm pulling the needle that stuck out the hay
Putting my smoke in a diamond not fucking with flavors
The weed is gon be out of taste
Maybe
My girl got a girlfriend
See 'em in a pearl Benz
Passin' by ya, sittin' higher
Flyin' then what yours is
My girl got a girlfriend
And we be bringin'
Ugh
These girls tryna get high
These girls tryna get by
These girls tryna get fly
These girls, these girls
These girls tryna maintain
These girls
Ugh
These girls tryna get high
These girls tryna get by
These girls tryna get fly
These girls, these girls
These girls tryna maintain
These girls
This is for all the woman
That has been stripped of their innocences
She was daddy's little girl
But no matter what they kept their head up
a one of one seller
She's a trend
She's a setter
Cuz she's the one girl
She's a trend
She's a setter
I don't fit into any one of your labels
her
She came through the crowd and walked over to me
Catchin P off guard, she actin like she knew me
Her name was Shannon, she was canon
She's
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