Lyrics:
wasting my precious time
Get your act together we could be just fine
I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want
So tell me what you want,
played our card!
Boom! Boom! Here we go! Slam! Bam! And that’s the show! Oh! You know you got hit hard!
Listen to me now, hear me later, I am the rock ‘n’
heart up
Baby, now that we're alone, got a request
Would you make me number one on your playlist?
Got your Dre headphones with the left side
an intellectual if you want.
But we got the nectar of the gods here.
Because we're drinkin what?
Beer! Makes us fired up!
So come on, drink it all night long!
Beer!
Tell em what I did, tell me what fuck I said
Without a [?] can't get me out of head
Tell [?] in the club, she's stuck for Heaven if I beta it
And now
in my song
But I really need to know
Do you want to get down
Do you want to get funky
Do you want to get down
Get on down
Slam dunk da funk,
[5ive - Slam Dunk (Da Funk)]
Five bad boys with the power to rock you
Blowing your mind so you gotta get into
Five, whatcha waiting four if you
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
When you're feelin' sad and low
We will
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
When you're feelin' sad and low
We will
in my quiver
To shoot down people by the Old Man's river
Me and you differ
You let your team down , I always deliver
Golden nigga, fuck silver
Black
[ODB]
Yeah, youknowhatI`msayin, to you?
I was in Riker`s Island, youknowhatI`msayin?
High impact, youknowhatI`msayin?
They they had me pickin
You don't really want to really, really
FunkDoobie for the nine seven shot
That's right
We got Cam on the mothership
Wicky-wicky-wicky, riding
P-phone
I gotta be slamming, gotta be coming
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalming
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent
P-phone
I gotta be slamming, gotta be coming
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalming
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent
your way out of it, you don't have a choice
She's closing in, I slam the door
Isolation in a state of war
She's closing in, I slam the door
Isolation in
smoking a 3.5 and copping a zip and it flew by
Saying "My oh my!" I ain't gon' let that slide
So we gon' let it fly
Bitch slam my door again, pour my four
Oh, we're live now
Couple more minutes before we ride out
Just me and my ride, ride, ride
A couple real ones by my side
So tell me if you with it
I don't miss no shot when I go for mine
I dey shake the ground, it's slam dunk
I be action star, I'm just too hard
Omo I pass rock
You can push me up
them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
I'm Trappin' out off
what I'm sayin'
(Nah, for real) I really, really
Be on that shit, you know what I'm sayin'
(For real) These niggas really
Really be lucky, you feel me
life
But don't cause no tension
I don't want decisions
I just want to hold you tight
So baby, are we in this
You cannot be finished
Let's get through
a slam dunk
Guaranteed I'm going
Really ain't much diff between me and you
Just a little more that I'm willing to do
So much sauce on me I'm spilling it
understand me
Ten years no plan b
Suckers lose when i cross over
Shake n bake cake in your face
I ball hard no breaks
Haters how much can you take
I'm blessed
Party!
(Okay party people in the house)
Yo yo, in the place to be
My name is MC Ice-T
I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
We about to tear
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