My baby, she's crazy, she's lazy So she's always bummin' around Girls in France don't stand a chance `Cos I've always got my baby around So, don't
on account I'm deprived So take him to a headshrinker Oh no, goodbye buddy boy My father's a bastard, my ma's an S.O.B My grandpa's always plastered
, I'm depraved On account I'm deprived So take him to a headshrinker My father is a bastard, my ma?s an S.O.B. My grandpa?s always plastered, my grandma
, now I can't hold the wheel steady 'Cause I been drinkin' while as the lights blinkin' My Rolls gold shinin' with the mall, black diamonds Me and Banner tag teaming again Wake ya lazy
me Are you lonely Or is this just another lazy day Christians Are you out there Can you hear me Is this just another lazy day The silence has broken
remember, Bert. (sung) Ernie: Things that I remember Times that never end Favorite things inside my head Special friend to friend Roads we've walked together (E&B
I think they like me Oh, I think they like me Yeah, these niggaz like me haters want to fight me Yeah, these niggaz mad 'cuz I came up over night B Yeah
crazy Can't even pay my landlady How the fuck I'm 'posed to save for my unplanned baby? Joined the Navy, and my uncle sayin', "Pay me" Maybe I'm just too damn lazy
HMM MMM I SAW MY DADDY IN THERE,I WOULD STARE BUT I WOULDNT TOUCH BUT IT WASNT BECAUSE I DIDNT KNOW ENOUGH SHID..I JUS KNEW TOO MUCH SO I STOP BEIN LAZY
Danny's Now, there was Umi, female emcee We talked most of the night about the M I C When it was time for us to get down to B I Z She let me stick it
up rockers, the show shockers Who rip Lee patches off of imposters You ain't the Real McCoy, you a wind up toy And it's gonna cost ya and that's my B-
make you disappear You like a Kid still writin love letters You say you Better but i'm still makin more cheddar I'm too Clever for these hoes to play me Even crazy Lazy
handicapped stickers for your windshield Your wife and kids was thinkin' You was dead and buried, so she got remarried And now you sleepin' in school gymnasiums Just you and them lazy
said "Quit your b*tchin'" Nothing ever came easy for me Nothing in this life is guaranteed Now I ain't your maker But you makin' me lazy We missed church
time made social club Yo, word to my mama, I'm high off the trauma Whitey Ford gets deeper than a subway train And I serve lazy fools like fast food
Smokin? lah, me got flav Smoky Gunz, Cocoa B's Who wanna look like, wanna act like us? Wanna be like, roll the trees like us Wanna talk like, wanna walk