Lyrics:
a Q-tip
Where the proof sits that smells like bull shits
Ain't it a shame when a nigga can't be honest?
And it's whats-her-name that can't keep a promise
back out, kid
(Boom!) Not to say I'm on a violent tip
But my hand stays on my gun, in case you start some shit
Cause I been rhymin since way back when
Damn kid we did it again made Another mill we killing in them
Serve crack on the track we some True villain
Right next to the stars let my Peoples in
What you on you gotta let me know we might be on the same thing
I see you out here tryna get some dough
I think we on the same page
Gotta pay
as she reached to turn it off Q-Tip started to speak
And in that split second somehow he connected deep
She sat up, 'til god knows what time
Hunting for
ain't learned their lesson
He wants to enter the flesh divine
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet line
"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep I'm gonna
ain't learned their lesson
He wants to enter the flesh divine
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet line
"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep I'm gonna
in this, word assortin' this
Probably recording this
Of course kids keepin' they sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks
We got
Kicks wing tips 'til the tank flips conveyer belt. Shelf a mayor saber for catering navy savior help who treat stray children like clay pigeons off
the time
Out in New York City
Q Tip rocked his live on Arsenio
Buckshot was the first one to
Put his in a video
MC Serch dropped a flow with his on his back
prefer"
She asked me what am I driving, and how is my health
I know what you're really thinking baby, let me tell you
I can do bad by myself
I don't
make you silent
I'm whiling a cobra the king bring a mansion for me
Golden tips on my dreams going over the seas
I'm laughing at haters like I'm
You on the tip come/ for a ride bro
No action film/ but call me commando
Hot boy Q/ cruising in the fly car
Jamming some Shakira/ nitr nitr nitro
Block
Tryna grab on my dick
She said u hard
I said thats my grip
Gotta new magnum
With gold hollow tips
Protect the gang
And the funds
That i get
Uh
Walk
Yeah, going out to Showbiz, Whiz One, Lord Finesse
Jazzy Jay, my man Q-Tip, KX, yo check it out
Check one, two, no one to run to
I Catch-22, when I
mine
But a friend like you aint hard to fine
Maybe im the fucked one
Maybe i should've told you
By the time u was already done
Q
If i pushed u off
For to speed them on their way
There will be some celebration on their wedding day
[Chorus]
Oh, what a wonderful day
Cupid, the parson, he'll
They feed you some bullshit you throwin' up gang
You get dropped for that shit like a tummy ache
You ran yo mouth like Usain
You insane
Put the beef
a trade or some bartering, but shouldn't have to
Wave any plates for the offering, by the way
You don't get to name what the offer is, take it and
Respect
Q-Tip
Roll up with my Vivrant Thing
Tryna get rich with a side of fame
Boy, it's not a game, we are not the same
Young fire, you are not a flame
Killing
don't be selfish, we don't take pictures or selfies...
Just rock & roll like elvis...
Strap by my pelvis, you want a blue tip, give you temptation like
Ay geniius you a geniius I swear
What you on you gotta let me know
We might be on the same thing
I see you out here tryna get some dough
I think we
lie to my face
Said that I should cut my grass cause I'm surrounded by snakes
Not sure if that was metaphoric or if he had seen one today
I know what
think she'll make it to England now
(Aide #1:)
It wasn't on the schedule anyhow
(Che:)
You'd better get out the flags and fix a parade
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