Lyrics:
Holes wit' tampons, i'm serious
I've been plugged in like a landline
And I throw up my hands you
Just throwin' up hand signs
When the hand 9 by the Jimmy
still a long way to go
Never lose sight of who I am be a long way home
Every day I swear to God try to better Reed
That's why I can't deal with
rent or be responsible financially
They need you, I hope I get Me Too'd
I hope they cancel me (why?)
So I can go be with my family (why?)
So I can
in, by chance?
I'm thumbin' through the cash, damn my pockets got a leech
You tryna roll with me, you gotta be a 10 at least
Mona Lisa with a Visa
Help the lonely, neglected old farts that I know.
Theodore bikel:
It's been swell havin' you with us tonight folks.
Mark volman:
But, don't leave
a bad bitch on the elevator, I'ma let her in
Let your hater be a motivator, I can't let you win
He a genius, human calculator, stack it by the ten
Put
start dividing
Some real ones show their energy then they start sliding
Jealous, they be hating, they know you thriving
Cause you out here thriving
Bunch
bother
Everything is good between my mother and my fatha
I ain't dirty Dev but I might hit you with the shocker
We all gathered round tellin stories by
yeah, don’t make a sound”
To dance to Jimmy Reed that’s all I want to make you see
I don’t want to make a scene, but she’s looking like she could scream
life with and my last name
I'm a do right by you any kind way
Gotta rough past like Jimmy Conway
If anybody ask then we did it our way
I'll be there till
to go and get it no wastin' my life
I can do anything with the Lord on my side
To all of my doubters I'm shoutin' them bye
Best believe Reed gone
then it must be too real to touch
Bill the dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps, yea, I'ma make your hair sit up
Yea sit up, I'ma tell you who
then it must be too real to touch
Bill the dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps, yea, I'ma make your hair sit up
Yea sit up, I'ma tell you who
that that be leaching, I'm above what you're seeing
This a free-throw shot with my eyes closed
Run a hundred yard touch down with a blind fold
We could
Yeah
You're welcome
Philadelphia
Philly
BX
Byron
BX
I go by the name of Reed
I got my nigga Darq with me
Darqness
It's about to be a problem
Leggo
Brand new 40 I equipped that bitch up with a beam
Brand new 40 came with no safety no Ed Reed
My love is real fuck what you want I'll give you what
?"
Over there by the derby, buy they dirty devils from me
to keep my paper sturdy, yo word G
I ain't afraid to get my hands dirty, you heard me?
I
another's heart
There will be times you can be certain
When Faith must play its part
And you worry I'll feel different
If I come to know who you are
If it's
like rula
Shootin like a video
And we be ridin, ridin, slippin, slidin
All through the city with that
Semi right beside him ballin like Jimmy
And that
a tan in it
Main event with the red carpet photos
Lost a couple dollars just betting on tho
Heard niggas talking but this
Ain’t what you want
Far from
Peeling peeling
Watch out lil boy
I'm the realest
And I'm surrounded by killas
Lil baby I know
What ya deal is
You come with some
Baggage and feelings
I
Pull up with tints that's so dark they don't know it's us
Whole team got money, they finally notice us
I call em Shaq on da block, he be posted up
If you
I could roll my rhymes but I would be faking
Jimmy, Jimmy Pop is not Jamaican
J I double M why Pop go
I run the show like Don Pardo
With a Bugaloo
fingers
The first time
The first time
Hey, Betty? Is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?"
"Uh huh"
"Oh! Must be nice riding on that motorcycle after
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