Lyrics:
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
You won't break my soul
You won't break my soul
You won't break my soul
forget
I am so forgiving
But I don't forget
I am so forgiving
But I can't forget
We was tight I loved you like a brother would
Brought you in the house
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
forget
Laying there sad but you won't let me quit
I can't forget
Girl you always had my back know I'll always love you
Cause you held me down like that
[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Criticized by the main stream
For not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky clean
But I can't, so I ain't
But I won't play
Ayo real talk, 6ix
As soon as you played me this joint I already knew
Yo this some fucking, Last Call shit
And it got me hella excited 'cause I
cut vinyl records
You won't be able to follow me
A true MC, not a new MC
Fuck the computer it's you and me
And the crowd and oh yes they want it loud
you to stop by
And I can't wait
I need you to fall through
And you won't be upset
And I can't wait
I know you getting your money But I'm soaking wet
won't harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security, ah
Don't you forget about me
I'll be alone, dancing, you know it, baby
Going to take you
me by you, bring you close that's cool
Know what to do, when I'm with you
Pouring my brew, Kan-Pai my fool
Dress in Dior, mix Versace too
Louis
salt
Be mad, we back, fresh up outta the vault
Oh! New syl la la-bles, eat ball
You fuck-offs your house, your bitch
I'm getting sucked off
East, South,
won't harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security, ah
Don't you forget about me
I'll be alone, dancing, you know it, baby
Going to take you
home
Let's do what we wanna do
Forget the world just me and you
Throwback the rug
(It's a party)
The bedrooms a club
(It's a party)
You can feel
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We in the hit house
You know this Swayze
Ghost Gang Sr. nigga
Shout out to KJ
Ay, yeah I'm trapped
ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer
our homes are a tornado
Meet me, quarter past one, at the phone
Down by your house, I'll be there
Say you wanna practice for the boys
Who won't
proves what true love can do
Once a lonely place but was sold to me and you
Oh all around the house you can see little children play
And they're not
you
Won't... won't you please listen to me?
Poo poo la la means I love you
I love you... yes I do
Poo poo la la means I love you
I love you tender, I
what I want I
Would buy a house by the water
I would relax with the awning up
I would mix drinks wit coconut
If I could have what I want
I'd find a love
you, I won’t leave
I won’t Leave you, I won’t leave (I won’t leave)
I won’t leave, I won’t
Tell me the truth
Tell me the truth
Tell me what you wanna
you watch your range like a rover
Follow me son, what's done is done, forgot it
God bless his soul while his body's underground rotting
We won't
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me
Matter of fact,
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
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