Lyrics:
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
died in Iraq
Five hundred and nine died in Chicago
I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died
Uh, real niggas just multiply
And they say by twenty-one
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
the seven who never got to heavn
Eight by eight, eight for the eight that stood at the gate
Nine by nine, nine for the nine that dressed so fine
Ten by
a trooper sign of mutiny
Doing time, humans euthanized by the truth in me
Ok, I'm zoned out, turnt up, wildin' out, wavy
Rolling up the purple, bumpin'
flew by
Smoke 3 woods of dope, got this sh*t from Dubai
Smoke 3 woods of dope, ni**a I'm trynna get tree high
Can't front you no smoke, ni**a you must
O's)
She's dressed up in gold (dressed up in gold)
Dressed up in gold (dressed up in gold)
(C3PO, C3PO, C3PO)
I'm out of time
(Act like you know,
to the odor
Got a ice cold Pepsi,
But still thinking Coke-Cola
Ha ha ha
[Chorus]
I'm up early in the morning, and I'm dressed in black
Hold on,
to the odor
Got a ice cold Pepsi,
But still thinking Coke-Cola
Ha ha ha
[Chorus]
I'm up early in the morning, and I'm dressed in black
Hold on,
someone assassinate
And I feel like M.L.K.
Yeah, I have a dream to be your worst nightmare
Now meet the boss of the cartel, Ross!
I'm a seven-nine
to the odor
Got a ice cold Pepsi,
But still thinking Coke-Cola
Ha ha ha
[Chorus]
I'm up early in the morning, and I'm dressed in black
Hold on,
3.5s
Get a whole key break it down all dimes
Partner hit my line say he need a size nine
Trap house keep on jumping
Money just keep on coming
I been
three black men)
It's just a day in the life (of three black men)
Day one
I wake up to the sun in the morning at the Justice hour
Refinement is in
As the nurses cry, "He's dead on arrival"
Sometimes I get dressed to the nines
Sometimes I get dressed to the nines
Sometimes I get dressed to the nines
Just
Demark, the motorcade is coming by here, (oh,
No) just heard a call on the radio for all units along Industrial (oh, no)
To pick up the motorcade,
the rollie on my wrist to work the 9 to 5
Do it myself a lot, but she pour me the Ace
Way I’m dressed in designer, she let me hit the first date
Working
ever seen a lady drugged up move like Lucy
Damn that was nine years ago y'all ain't seen that movie
Crazy thing is I remember I had money then
I just
I seen with my three eyes
Word to me, not a hoax, back in 9-9
A spacecraft in the skyline
In L.A., in daytime, ask Horse if I'm lying
Every
I be dressed like I'm homeless
But it's probably a weird Saturday
Clouds lookin like the sun, damn
But it's probably a weird Saturday
People jumpin
to leave by 9
Tez what you do
Turn water into wine
How you gone be worried
About how I treat mine
Shawty all dressed up shawty so fine
But she instructed
it out in stores)
Timbaland:
It's about 5:15 got a call from Weezie West
Timbaland you have a check on my desk
You must pick it up by 7
wonderland feeling like the Son of Sam
I'm at your west coast branch, gun in hand
I'ma feel like superman,
Walk by the teller, better call the trooper, man
Ringing up Reggie and Potts in a minute
Roll up to your ends, 9 o'clock precisely
And make sure everybody drops in a minute
Man are gonna run like fox in
forget it
(Back on the block to stay)
[ VERSE 3: Big Daddy Kane ]
Back up and give the brother room
To let poetry bloom to whom
It may concern
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