be full of that when they hit it A sucker wit the semi, bet he run right when he hear me His niggas masqueradin, faker than silicone A bad apple in the
put your sets up Fuck that nigga over there cause I think he said something Have to take 'em with a clip out, with the click out, dont give a shit bout
got there Jaga Jaga Jaga Jaga Jaga for a hot tip Bitch get crunk let me see you hit a split Bop your ass up and down like you ridin on a dick I came to
There was a house half way round the world And I was invited in for a small taste of gin There was a hall with a thousand birds long But the biggest one
to the sister, and yes I can can A, gangsta lean get funky like a latrine and Lyrics scream deep into the +roots+ like ben vereen Rockin, the apple, since
scratched* "Big Daddy Kane, a teacher.." (4X) "Special mix" "Goes a little somethin like this!" .. "Special mix" (2X) "Goes a little somethin like.. like.." "Big Daddy Kane, a
a turban for spite Like a Israelite snatchin hoes up, my flow's up When the fuckin world blows up throw your hands up It's a holdup, frontin like you
hooligans Snakes are in a submarine I'll never go to school again I stole you a Porsche 'cause your mama's a fox I'm selling footwear insoles and I'm
You can't play with nobody's mind Man Deliberately messing up a good thing Or holding up a grind And You already knowing life's a big fight Against time
Stop the hoe jokes, I'm not a homo, better believe I'll cock the 4-4 I ain't Mexican, but I'll stretch your man, yes I am a fuckin' vato loco I went
stage Baby boy, go hire a squadron My crib got more poles then a fire department Cookies with some apple juice, cookies with some apple juice I ain't mad at you, cookies with some apple
'm a rocker But I'm a soil block turf hog built for battle 15's in the trunk, like a snake they rattle Leave skid marks all on the gravel Drivin' like a
Kinte on my shit, nigga Like I ate a plate of roots for dinner But I ate a plate of loot for dinner I?m in the garden sellin? fruit to sinners Like apples
go, when you go When you look at me that way. I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind If you look into my eyes. There's a line, there's a line, there's a
Aloha!) Waves dancin' in the moonlight Gentle breeze across the sand Hear a song in the leaves of the orange trees That sing a lullaby to you and me! (verse 5-nina) Ecoo hoo a
machine to eat time A city scene I can't explain The seine alone at 4 a.m. The seine alone at 4 a.m. The insane alone at 4 a.m. Neal and jack and me
out Niggas gettin drugged out You know what my clique bout Hit em with a bottle stomp his mutha fuckin lights out Hands on deck make a nigga pull a tool