Nobody looks you straight in the eye Drop like butter to the floor, just let me lie Drop like butter just let me fry Junk, junk, junk, junk Sure smell sweet for junk
Vertaling: Jy Is ek. Junk.
tonight And I'll show you maaagic What? What? Magic, magic I got the magic stick I got the magic stick I know if I get licked once I get licked twice I am
please As long as I've got the dough I'll buy your Tchotchkes Sell me your watch, please I'll buy, I'll buy, I'll buy, I'll buy I'm highest bidder now
like I'm gettin' older to so much strain and stress I don't think I'll ever be happpy until I rest In peace Of mind And find Who I am But thank God I
say I'm gon' keep rapping this way No matter what you may think I'm gon' keep doing my thing One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at rapin
hand when I want my freak You can't deny it, you know I'm right I turn any rapper out when I'm on the mic And I won't kick back, or relax Till he knows
the ho I?ll be good to you You?ll be good to me Anything you want Or anything you need I got my eye on you And I?m into you I?ll give you all my dough
bitch Let me hear you holla 'Goon Squad' in this bitch Let me hear you holla 'Runyon Ave.' in this bitch So who am I gonna call on when I ain't got them
I pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk my junk I pop my junk my junk, pop my junk my junk I pop my junk my junk, like what you want you want Pop my junk
Angie Stone Before I bring you into this zone I think I better let you know that I am Angie Stone I put the hands on the paper Things gotta change up I
Gigi McGuire, now let me up inside. I give you that massage; good hygiene is required. I don't want no dirty junk. I just want a girly-girl that own a
like this Check it out, people, whoever you are Whoever you with, where ever you at Where ever you from, where ever you goin' I?m gon put you up on this
when I'm upset' huh I'm not the one you wanna play out in a program Yo, you better tell them who the hell I am This is Joe, da fat gangsta, yeah This
, but you frontin' You ain't got nothin', with your life you gamble One day you gamble up snake eyes Talkin' all that junk about you don't take dives, you
fuck you wit dat(wit dat) I hear some skank let me hit dat(hit dat) I'm Violent J and I'm one to fake I wanna see some folded up skank bitches naked! I
or Wack? Yeah, I mean I hear what your sayin I mean you got carried away in the moment And I could forgive you...I could do that I could do anything
me kiss up junk come again Come dada, the bomfunk mc's come again Come dada, who am i? , what am i? , what am i? Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion
