Lyrics:
[Intro]
Ay ay ay ay ay hurricane ay ay ay ay I can't be wit you no more lil mama
[Chorus]
And that's why I'm leaving you
Sick of everything
blinded by ya vibe luh baby I Thought you was good for my soul
She think I'm out here fucking in Reality I'm on the road
Still trynna see what love feel
Uh uh uh. Still ain't ready yet.
Uh uh uh. Niggaz still ain't ready yet.
Uh uh uh.
I hits the corner on three Daytonaz
Wit a bad ass bitch
[Intro: Killah Priest (Elephant Man)]
(Yep!) Yo what's the deal (Good 2 Go)
Yo this is Killah Preist, Wu-Tang Clan with the Elephant Man
Nah mean
*sung by Otis & Shug*
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
Sick Wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahah
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
Said I`m gonna get so
INTRO
Sheesh, let’s go
CHORUS
Bitch hella bad,
Take her to the crib hit it from the back
Bitch hella bad,
Take her to the crib hit it from the back
on me, had to make em a believer
No more chasing the love, I'll see ya when I see ya
Now you sick and running hot like a motherfucking fever
School of hard
[INTRO: Vast Aire & Aesop conversing]
Yo, (Alright Ok)
Can I get a quarter or something?
Little hungry, you know what I'm saying? (Alright Ok)
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck
Intro:
Stay in school, go in debt? Ok boomer
Weeds a gateway drug? Ok boomer
Gangster rap made him do it Ok boomer
They gentrified the rent prices,
God damn, elemental styles get exposed
Flows from blow slow ya roll,
Sit back and crash the Mo'
And If I gotta bash the hoe
I'm a back slap her
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
man eh!
Every time e yo
Girl you pretend to be nice
You want to be nice o
Like you show that your ukwu ukwu ass o
Baby girl that your biggy biggy ass
brand new titties cost a couple racks
Feelin' on a girl's ass with a troubled past
Chainsmokin' every day, at least a couple packs
You know I always
I'ma expose you, how you placed the highest bid
Just wait 'til it comes back on your ass, guess who gets to tell the wrath of a sick mind
I thought you
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
slap you in the face with reality
These punk-ass hoes out there is sick
Happy walkin' around with a trippy dick
So beautiful fine young thang
To get
hoe niggas really make me sick
Nall don't drop the screenshots drop that baby dick
You still pissin on yo balls Yeen paining shit
I could see if you
that needle in my ass 'til I am rich
Make me a god with the chemical sciences
Ah! Baseball, baseball, He-Man hit the baseball
By the power
Captain Kirk, I want to have yo baby.
[Verse Two: [Silkk The Shocker]]
See I met this bad ass trick,
I mean this bad ass bitch.
Tellin' her friends
to have yo baby.
Verse Two: [Silkk The Shocker]
See I met this bad ass trick,
I mean this bad ass bitch.
Tellin' her friends about month go
shit
Ever been sick and tied n shit
Working real hard to get by and shit
Cop a 3.5 for 25 n shit
Just to roll up and get ass shit
2nd Verse
Lately
[Intro]
Extraordinary
(New shit, Made Men)
The undisputed Made Men
[Verse One]
Ey yo
Retreat your betallion quick, before your time run out
(Nigga)
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