Lyrics:
she'll make it to England now
It wasn't on the schedule anyhow
You'd better get out the flags and fix a parade
Some kind of coming home triumph
Is
by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down
Nigga I really do my thing
Kind of fuckin' hustlers are y'all?
Yeah
I'm posted in
wicked, I didn't check the rhyme
'Cause Q-Tip couldn't kick it
And that punk Redman, I hit you with the back son
Talk is cheap, it's time time for some
wheres some of those combs
I don't mind buying you your lotion too
Don't be asking me questions about what kind i'm buyin you
hey mama my stuff is the good
I like to hear the plaintive croon
Of a tenor saxophone
In a dive of a room
Where I sit all alone
Oo oo oo oo ooh
I read books by dead authors
Keep
Yessuh
Wavy
It's wonderful
Listen
Uh-huh
You know this bitch knockin' like a bitch right?
RIP Screw
Shoutout to Jermaine Dupri
If you know, you know
the lights, lights, lights, lights, lights
Hell of a night, wonderful time, wonderful time
One of a kind, kind, kind, kind, kind, kind
That's alright, that's
been broke for to long
Eating hard chips like croutons
Couldn't get by with two jobs...
(My goodness Sire!)
I needed a raise for some days now
Been
new kicks
Red cup, Blue strips
Pretty face, Wit Cute lips
Big butt, Slim Hips
Clean ya out, like a Q Tip
Blowing gas, think I pooted
Bentley truck, like
think my gun was a Crip
Drive by, walk by, bicycle, motorcycle
Killers pulling up in all kinds
14, 15, 12 years old
Young niggas slangin' iron
Some leaders get by on good fortune
Others on good policy
Some just get by on charisma
But that's not been an option for me
Some lead their people
by
Where I've done some beer crackin'
Crying, praying, laughin'
Just talking to the man in the sky
Baby, jump on in
There's a huckleberry limb
We
ever wanna let you go
It's a certain kind of feelin', you know that feelin' you get
When got it right, then you know what's what
You got me on some
She’s ovulating – if she was a stripper
I wouldn’t know why but I’d probably wanna tip her
She’s ovulating – she’s dressed so provocative
My
like a monkey on a vine
Goin' up the scale and I will prevail
Sharper than the point on the tip of a nail
Movin' with the speed of a thief
violence is not our forte
I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele
Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo
Fill 'em with some fantasies
that's a nice lil' cool tip
Aye You tryna fuck that, that's not how we do it
I'm in her ear like a Q-tip
I know a real quick way to get blue strips
Ayy, I
to put in work you sitting cozy
I run this whole thing
By myself
On some boss shit
Like a lone wolf
I be flipping like on Wall Street
Kill the whole beat
Aye Q
Got a couple followers thinking he lit
12 using lyrics to indict niggas y'all better learn how to speak in code
Damn
They giving rewards for
it
Since I reached a status
humbled by my creator
So I never changed
Boy I'm still on my p and q's
When they try to get to compromise
I tell them N-O
MF Doom'n plenty plug tunin'
CunninLynguistics some CL Smooth in
I was on The Pharcyde Schoolboy Q'n
Kim Simz Nicki Cardi and Megan
Yo Dolla Signs
boys hold and shook the rope to cope
Ghetto Style are you worth his while
He'll smileing and fieling put the boys in a pile
Q-Tip legit shit you confetti
You know how Mac play, quiet town, tie it down
I supply it now, by the pound
Might front you a Q if you buy a pound
If you didn't try it then, why
though
Tip-toe, tip-toe, tip-toe, tip-toe
That's how I'm moving paparazzi take the pic though
One of a kind so you can call me hand-picked though
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