thinkin' of rhymes that makes my quarters nickels plus my pennies and my dimes stack Don't be lookin' for trouble it be finding me Try turning the other
girl that's been 2wayin you all week her baby daddy's out of town, so, uh, you can fuck around. it's okay to check into that motel 6. $59.95 not a cent
Battle royal, in the ring smoking like ought to owe ya Fire thrown to the roof of you apartment Hit 95 then I hide with the Waltons, Down South, the
a bag on this shit, this shit is here to motherfuckin stay. [Havoc] Bailin up outta the cut, I'm breakin em off for this 95 G thang Jumpin up outta
all and let me ride nigga eazy-e cpt how the hell you figure to be the best on the west hu ya fool loked down this is east side nigga south comton and
time to hit your brain and Ya Feelin it? to all the girls I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit 95 south
We bid our friends goodbye We promised we would write them And headed north up 95 Into the great unknown We turned up our stereo And felt so reckless
a van and a trailer up to the top with shit that I'll probably never use. I took 95 and then I transferred to the I-85. Took it to 441 South to North
mommas Philly and D.C., V.A. to B-More in a G4 I-95, making them detours South Beach, Memorial weekend hitting the sea shore And every other city we
[Mr. Mixx] [Intro from the original PSK, which slows down and switches to this track] Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here we go now! Uh! Give it to
fiends. I been in the game for ten years makin' rap tunes ever since honeys was wearin' sassoon. Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me diamonds
-Let me clear my throat. [69:]True. Gotta send shouts out to my boys... -95 South. [69:]Cause them boys is... -Alright, alright, alright. [69:]Now
you drop that mic you turn yo' lip down I spin on stage like, blowin mics, make you sit down From here to North Carolina, 95 to South Carolina Atlanta
in the ring smoking like ought to owe ya Fire thrown to the roof of you apartment Hit 95 then I hide with the Waltons Down South, the forty-four feela
s been, two-wayin you all week. her baby daddy's out Of town so uhh, you can fuck around. it's okay to check in That motel 6. $59.95, not a cent more,
be thinkin' of rhymes that makes my quarters nickels plus my pennies and my dimes stack Don't be lookin' for trouble it be finding me Try turning the other