it ain't no fuckin' with my clique You can dial 911, but it ain't no rescue Man, I hope the dear lord bless you Next to this nigga, ain't no one's nuts
that said things are gonna get better he said you've got it all wrong, why'd you write this stupid song? i said 'cause you're in my head even if you
never be anti any-fuckin-thing man I ain't even gon' lie to you man Live and direct from the motherfuckin battle station I mean, how in the fuck, you
it at?) Just to prove to y'all niggas that I'm still on top I told Swizz gimme the guttest shit you got I'ma give it to you raw weather you like it
got-damn thing pretty So called land of plenty , can't spare a penny It's the have nots against the haves, Is you wit me? Check What You Listening To
hair, I bite your neck Bitch you such a slut, I know you like to fuck I see it in your eyes, bitch you need me up inside you Daddy you dirty, dirty, you
away, people will never know Mr. Flamboyant I came in here on business I, I, I came in here on business It could work out pretty good It could work out pretty
things He gonna show you what a gangsta's about Ayo, nigga better back up off please When you got tough, huh? Thun you lost me You never grind enough you
the whole force up to pat us down for the crime Said, it's all about a quarter and his veins bleed blue Your man Rudy Giuliani fucked it up for you
look like a brother with ds Down syndrome But if you want to find me come around wisdom How do I say this calmly You a clown kid son And you need a check
her nena would you please kiss your friend She said you know I cant dadda But is you joining inn I said for show We started off slowly Once it hit
to your fuckin knees Six feet deep is where you gon sleep Fuckin with me you get slugs fuckin with me Get in in blood nigga fuckin with me Original hot
, greygoose got her loose A triple stack and it's on (I'ma tear that pussy up) Talking dirty on the chirp, getting my grown man on (Ay) Get up in the guts, you know it
: It's on you girl, it's all on you, girl! It's on you girl, it's all on you! Look girl, you know that I wanna hit that. You only with it cause you know
in his ass Pretty Tone homey with the mack in the grass They buck you then fuck your boo where she shit at Then we profit from it, and spit it on the
colony in our bus and it was pretty much just me hanging out naked, they love you Tom Tom: They love me so fuck everybody else Mark: Yea fuck all you
it, put the heat to it Put it out, first day, the whole street knew it Bitches, hold they pussies and bop to the music And think deep to it, now who
I roll kush daily, fuck you pay me, fuck you fuck you, Fuck the CEO, fuck the artist and the goons too Smell like pussy over there, nigga fuck you Verse