Lyrics:
You can shake your hips
You can seal your lips
I can't make that trip
And all life's fears
Can invade my ears
I can handle it
I can laugh with
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
Gettin', gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head
I was with the kinda girl that make ya toes pop
I was gettin' some head
And I'm rolling with my man Biggie Smalls
Mary J. Blige and K-Ci from Jodeci
And we about to do something new
We about to
Check it, say what, say what?
and the minutes that faltered
The hours that was wasted on waiting
Days go by, be still with the patience
Weeks, the months, the quarters get excessive
Open up
a matador attitude she's a barbie
Waving red flags on some bull shit I been charging
Head first into debt but don't sweat the malarkey
Rap game beck
with my thoughts
Now imagine all the things that I see in the dark
It's a sickness, I'll admit I am addicted
Get off by the violence and the moment is
this look easy ain't as easy as it look
And this beat stook in my head it got me singing on the hook
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it
1]
Woo, woo, woo I never would fuck with that
But Jac do
Hit my line
Score a dab
I, I, I, eye captain
But I feel like really nothing ever happens
got it at that store
Get it at the 99 cent store, nigga
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, yo, yo, we on the steps with a six pack of Beck's
Four dutches, Osh Kosh
No matter if you're miles away
I swear I'm here to stay
You know I want you
Nobody even crosses my mind
When I got you by my side
When you're on my
And I'm rolling with my man Biggie Smalls
Mary J. Blige and K-Ci from Jodeci
And we about to do something new
We about to
Check it, say what, say what?
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin'
know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin'
the fat rhyme supplier on the 5 train attire
Goin Uptown, kickin with the songs that be hittin
I'm swingin like my dick on the toilet when I'm shittin
I
Aiyyo, you betta flee hobbes, or get your head flown three blocks
L keep rapper's hearts pumpin' like Reeboks
And every year I gain clout and my
And hit you with lines of how your O.R.
Good with seein in the field, good with the solo
Half Spanish nigga cook a brick with adobo
Smoke weed holdi'n my
my trust in you
l'm the head (By faith)
Not the tall (By faith)
l'm blessed (By faith)
And not cause (By faith)
Why (By faith)
I put my trust in you
In the land of my head
This land inside my head
Somehow i always end up in land inside my head
In the land of my head
This land inside my head
daddy's a sultan
A nomad known to all
With fifty girls to attend him
They all send him
Jump at his beck and call
But you won't need no harem
honey
When I
Daddy's a sultan
A nomad known to all
With fifty girls to attend him, they all send him
Jump at his beck and call
But you won't need no harem, honey
When
of been a bystander
Bullet lead, in the head
To niggas I got anna with
My fault, you-you got caught
Shouldn't of been a by-bystander
Bullet lead, in in
up
We goin off, off with they heads, off with they heads, yikes
Off with they heads off with they heads, yikes
We goin off, off with they heads off
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