signing to Jive Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket Full of Stones" Put the remix on "Menace" shit we had it going on Got, love in the streets and played on
cars, I'm a super star Face way to flaw, you should hang me on your wall All I do all day is drink Tanqueray Thinking of a way to put a smile on your
, yeah {Hang on} Hang on ("Like,like, like this!") Hang on space cowboy {Hang on}("Break it down!")Hang on ("Down like this!") Hang on space cowboy {"
left home On the streets of New York, now I'm free But with freedom comes big responsibility I used to walk around driven by the force I remember how large Super
southwest strangler allegedly Collectively known as the soopa villains Super flex, jet super sex The boogie man bustin' the Bazooka necks, get wet The soopa villains clock super
~Birthday Bitches I got your fucking present hanging next to my nuts. Now when Im swinging on my the side with the check, because I havent had my Melerol
Violent J, Violent J, is that you? I'm on the microphone, so what'cha wanna do? Violent J, Violent J, is that you? A wicked, wicked clown painted just
can be your super lover man if you let me love you baby it aint hard to play the game but maybe hard to win its a rollercoaster ride come on as i give
alot of times Been invested didn't know this Tech shit Would constantly, get a nigga molested Been aproached by some of the best tricks In the game and they came strong But I hanged on
promo I move like Marko, New York City think I'm Cuomo You sayin', "Oh no, Keith is droppin' big solo" I hang on Grand Street with shoppin' bags down on
complete Work off your stomach pounds with super sonic stomach sounds That's word to hoss, animal heads, stupid fly gorilla I get pros vexed, on ghetto
SUV All my plus three thugs on the way to the club And when I come you got love for me 'Cause I'm a super superstar You know we're super superstars
need Come an' mob to the top Before you get this money Pull up on the block in the alien gray Bentley Full of sport modes, you never could hang with
Come and mob to the top Before you get this money Pull up on the block in the alien gray Bentley Full of sport modes, you never could hang with me Just
on my face That don't mean shit 'cause I got a nine on my waist So you can play Superman and get your ass paralyzed 'Cause when it comes to my guns, they all super
Friday night so everythang is poppin' I got skin lets spin on da hand So let the games begin Yakity yak, don't jump back or it's on Callin' up Earl on
We in tha club gettin' crunk You in tha club gettin' stomped We in tha hood on tha block You in tha hood gettin' shot We in tha hood on tha block You
the crowd Ooh-ahh, Ooh-ahh, Ooh-ahh, Ooh-ahh,Ooh-ahh, Ooh-ahh,Ooh-ahh, Ooh-ahh, ka-ka-ka-ka ... Hang with a bunch of hotheads, super hyphy and wild Tell