Lyrics:
Come on, you men of sportin' blood and listen to my story
'Tis of the noble Stewball, a gallant racing pony
'Tis also of his rider, who brought ol'
Hollows make him dance like he filming a triller
My life is like cannon, your life is like filler
You claiming she yours, but I bet I could steal her
I pull
Put a bitchy body, we a Pada, Dre, say you my door
Human centipede, who the fuck is knocking at the door
Bad bitch, Russian bitch, whatever bitch it is
call the authorities
First round down
You better pray to God I ain't
Got two more of these
I said fuck who you brung witchu
I could fit 100 shells in
She love the locs, her mind is locked on them, she tryna lock a King
She love the crown, yea yea yea
Run her fingers through my hair
She told me if I
posse's gettin bigger, when were back home
A big maulin, you know my beat is def
You know who you are, F the BS
[Break]
Yeah boy, they rappin five slang
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
So Gone Challenge
So Gone M.E.Mix
Here I go here I go here I go again
Donnie W is now accepting challenges
Millionaire's Estate is the flag I'm
thats how it is
So thats how it is
You been talking shit
I been making hits
MF all you do is talk shit
Not bout the walk shit
Bitch im going on my 2
thats how it is
So thats how it is
You been talking shit
I been making hits
MF all you do is talk shit
Not bout the walk shit
Bitch im going on my 2
never play the game by the book
If you're livin too large, ya better watch that ass
Cause the IRS,
Is gonna take yo stash
<you can't take my money, you
soliciting, selling sex
And distributing crevices, centerfolds who sex
[Chorus - repeat 2X (E-40)]
If if was a fifth, I'd be diggin in your girl
Instead
got two
Stop by and have a good time its popping' at snoops
Got a whole lot of this and I mix it with that
Me and timberland remember we bringin' it
even if you don't give a shit about me
That's what love is.. It's not just built for two,
It's built on a future, one we might not get through.
dying in my hood with no eulogies
Buried by their mamas, ain't new to this
If you wanna pick a fight, bring your fist, not your toys lil bitch
This
a Balloon
If a nigga run up, imma click & imma boom
Sweep a nigga up , with a stick not a broom
If im not him, then tell me.. It is who?
Ill give you a minute
what it does
Pull up no tent on a two door
Yea you already knew who it was
I only ride with the crew though
Im with my clan but not cool with the klux
I
if you ain't got that pin number dummy, you can't call me
To hook up with Mix you gotta call that number
Then sit by the phone and wonder
Will he
get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo
to the Lou
And got you a straight perm
You got your ass grabbed
By your Hitman, ewww
Say word But now it makes
Sense cause in the dictionary
Shine is a verb
Pull into the club in the blue Benz
Hopping out with 2 friends
Yeah you think you're hot but you're room temp
Gamble life I'm laying down my cards
girl, cos with me I won't be Stingy
She said, First you gotta fly me out, that's the type of time i'm Bout
Take me somewhere fancy for some Brandy, please
how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin' it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she
how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin' it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she
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