Lirieke:
Crooked I Guess Who S Back

know I don't luv it [Da Brat:] Oh, guess who's driving in the 5 double O Like yippie I... yippie O... yeh Whn I talk smack ya'll betta skip back like

I was born in New Jersey, I said it before But I guess nobody heard me, my mother died young No sistas or brothas, I was the only son When I was twelve

/ So I guess I'm too high/ Turn it over, let her ride (Let her ride) Let her get hers two more times, I guess that's what I'd rather do/ But that liquor

drinks sperm like it's soda I straight start aimin', would I miss? Get back bitch, I wouldn't never kiss I say she looks so good and she's so big But

me a threat I guess I got em scared by the way that I dress Unlike you I couldn't afford to shop at Macy's or Penny's So it's off to the swap meet for

us we Brooklyn We define the black people equal to who Yeah what you supply? I know when I know when I drop dip That was in beetle's but a snake try

I pull a fo' and told you po' out that wine If I wanted flex, I coulda got a strap at that moment I'd rather keep ca-cash, ca-cash, 'cause I'm already wanted I

was choice, like my voice My thug style made her cat moist That's the realest shit I heard, that's my word Regardless who she fucked, I'm the nigga she deserves I

in stores, Baby Capone's, living wealthy Pictures of my birth on this Earth is what I'm dreaming Seeing Daddy's semen, full of crooked demons, already crazy And screaming I guess