Lyrics:
ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
And why do y'all got to flaunt?
("You gotta use what you got
To get what you want")
Cool, I heat you up
(feat. DJ Quik)
[Ludacris (Dj Quik)]
Gotta keep it a secret (woo!)
Hey man let me ask you something man
You ever have one of them days where
here" And that was enough
Why were we packing up our stuff? Why was
My grandma hugging me tighter than usual?
Where were we going? "We're going to Disney
man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up
[Juelz Santana]
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
might want to talk and take a walk
But I'm avoiding spies
They see me vibing with the blames
And ladies by my side
I see them with a smile like hi
Use a rubber if the bitch is on the pill, boy
The complete opposite of a kill-joy
Stick-ups, shoot-outs, hustling, I get ill
Boy niggas run up, they say
Ai Bobby Williams.... Ku Tomola zina nikulakwa..... Turn it up....
Drew made the beat
Oh by popular demand Bobby Williams back with a cup in his
Talking big words on the mic but still irrelevant
Especially when you're not college material
Wake up every morning to your Lucky Charms cereal
DJ Scott
Talking big words on the mic but still irrelevant
Especially when you're not college material
Wake up every morning to your Lucky Charms cereal
DJ Scott
scred (je m'arrache en scred)
Elle saute sur mon zgeg, j'turn up dans sa schnek sur du DJ Snake
Jok'chirac est dans le building
La présidentielle est
the whole world is fucked up
'Cause of me? Two 12-year old girls is knocked up (haha)
My attitude's "fuck it" like Pac's was at one point
Wanna come join?
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
We the motherfuckin' best
You haters can't stop me, I'm a franchise
You're now rockin' with the best, put your hands high
Do it, do it, I'ma
killing me fast
Use to be stuck in the past learned from the past and broke through it at last
Cant find me no where i be up in the booth
318 Boii thats my
I can tell by the way that you peepin me
That you having some thoughts about freakin me
But if you walk up and just speak to me
And tell me what you
come
Thy will be done
On Earth, as it is in Mars
Give me this day, my daily bread
And forgive me for my trespasses
As I forgive those who fucked me up
people think that this here is political
No cartoon shrek this here is so critical God can use you and he can use an enemy
If god can use me he surely can
It To Me Rough
Mr please, Drop Me At My Job
Mr please, I Need A Hundred Dollars To Borrow
Mr please, Can I Use Your Car
If any man can do all this
He
Jesus
Throw some stank on it
Said I don’t about you dog
But I’m living eternally
Back up on my block
Said ain’t nobody here worrying me
Too many
On the microphone like a nuclear attack
Flashback going mad like the DJ's on the decks
Whatever you want, Let me see you hands
Whatever you like, This is Michael,
On the microphone like a nuclear attack
Flashback going mad like the DJ's on the decks
Whatever you want, Let me see you hands
Whatever you like, This is Michael,
feds come and get me
I got loads and they come in by da plenty
Pick ups at da trap
Like Any Minnie many Moe
Mama use to tell me
My mama use to tell me
although you ain't on a roof
The rhythm track from offside's to angles
Playing the wimp fight resist … strangle
You can't escape until the DJ's fingers up
feet under, pushin up daisies
Yo, I tried to tell you, money grip, you're crazy
To say 'battle' to me, that's a trigger word
S-you-n is a small, yet
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