Lyrics:
So we bomb it, Bomb it
Til we run it, Run it
Now we on it, On it
Gonna slam like Onyx
So we bomb it, Bomb it
Til we run it, Run it
Now we on it,
can't lose
And that's a damn good day to me
Grand slam
And that's a damn good day to me
Pick it up, pick it up
Nah, we ain't slowin' down
Pick it
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
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, what you really, really
Life is good in the hood and when I skis it snows
Portable hard drugs autoshotguns we got thugs
Get my cock sucked by rock groupies and pop sluts
Weird
Just like I'm the king on the microphone
So is Dr. J and Moses Malone
I like slam dunks, take me to the hoop
My favorite play is the alley-oop
I like
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,
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,
talking Corduroy the blue jeans
Smoking harder on a doobie, holy water running through me
Polariods they tryna shoot me
I am Nino you are Pookie
Young
bint had lobbed a scimitar at me they'd
put me away!
ARTHUR: Shut up! Will you shut up!
DENNIS: Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system.
featherweight
High in a second, it's a resurrection
I'm a mental giant, this a crew of lions
Kickin you, we violent, simile is piling
Think of me, and sirens
Pigs
with them guys that society begrudges
We been thuggin' worldwide got arenas buzzin'
We survived gettin' fronted by Ilena cousin
Before you could sell
Rock me tonight, just for old time's sake
Back to our regularly scheduled program, program
I am so damn flam, I slam a slam, bam, I slam
Like Conan
ass, move, you forgot we're mad smoove snots
La-di-da-di, mmm, we like to party
Don't make me get money and platinumize my body
With bright stuff,
the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy
feel like I'm Pete with the pistol
I know when you lookin' at me and the squad, you don't be wantin' no issues
I'm hittin' the shot, three, two, one,
a fact
Slam thirty slugs in that MAC, pray I make it back
I'm Al Pacino, Scarface, kilos in the walls in my trap
Fuck nigga, shut your trap, 'fore we put
the Rapture and the reverent in the right, right
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright light
Feeling pretty psyched
It's the end of the world as we
Netflix and we chill
Fortnight then my dick
Hold up girl let me get this kill
Mr. Robertson's class, ain't shit
Yee ain't got to worry bout dat
Yee
trust that
So save me your sorries, I'm raising an army
Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley
We sparkin' the ions, marching to Zion
You know how
so wrong
For you to spend the night with me
When I turn around to face you
I turn to face reality
'Cause we're sinking in this mattress
And we've been
by the pound (smoke by the pound)
He saw my face, all he heard was a "bow!" (Bow!)
I beat the pussy, I slam that shit down (beat it up)
I can't see
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, what you really, really want
I wanna,
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, what you really,
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