a fierce drop My bloody mask revealin' Jason it's non-stop The cemetary is what you facin' My steel shot is smokin' like chainsaws, brains call recommend that you
yeah, you know You my nigga, peace, to Biz Markie, yeah Boy, you know the biz, remember back on the bus When we had the bus an' was sharin' it biz? Yeah, I ain't forgot it, you
knife But the topic I love is the drama of life So don't diss me don't dare,I feel you should care You may think I'm soft but you're just unaware Of
, I bet you can't, bet you can't do it like this Bet you can't, bet you can't do it like this Bet you can't, bet you can't rock it like this Bet you can
a Jubilee call me the X-man [Verse - Short Dawg] Chilling with my possi Bout to calls some ladies over Tell em this is YME so when you come you cant leave sober You
queen, traveling in a Limousine I'm a girl but don't call me baby Who the fuck is VIP? Live a life in luxury I don't care so just call me crazy Can you
myself that I'll be strong And dreaming when they're gone 'Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home Calling, calling, calling home You show the lights that stop me turn to stone You
's world Without a woman by his side And so I will wait Until that moment you decide That I'm your man and you're my girl That I'm the sea and you're
Bitches is like crabs in a bucket . You see a bad bitch gettin' shine, you should love it . Cause every time a door opens for me that means you just
and carried away F-ck it me and Nicki Nick gettin' married today And now you bitches that be hatin can catch a bouquet, oww Yeah, you a star in my eyes, you
, I'm giving you a bath thermometer in hand and I'm coming for your ass who you think you getting past I see right through you, you're whole sh-t is made
it's good as you putting out Yeah, you fancy, huh? I'm tryin' pull you out See it's a lot of girls standing round she say' You claim you're the best
love Calling on my bad boys sexy sexy bad boys Calling on my bad boys sexy sexy bad boys Calling on my bad boys sexy sexy bad boys Calling on my bad
the money, fuck the world, that's adultery You full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt
bad things that they tried to do to you, And you're still queen of this earth and you're beautiful, Everything happens for a reason, If you ever need me, Call
You can call me whitley I go to hill mane Listen, I'm the baddest in the school, the baddest in the game Excuse me honey but nobody's in my lane When you
to sag Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock When she calls me up on the telephone Say, come on over honey, I'm all alone I said, baby you're mighty
fox to a lotta hound dogs on the hunt You the push to a lotta cush rolled in the blunt You the hottest in the dance but you aint what i want I'm a business