his swagger in the bathroom mirror Cop a Chevy, steady mob in his place Yeah, it's just the problems we face Look his moms in tha face and promise she
THAN A COAT STORE IM SUCESSFUL I GOT MORE SHIT THAN YOU CUD HOPE FOR AND I GOT THREW THAT WATER LIKE A BOAT ORE YOUNG CARTER THA NAME BABY BOY RISING
tha package (What?) Oh well, back to tha drawin' board (Board) Cowards start hollerin' 'Cause they know I'm comin' for it Remember he? Tha little G,
Wayne & Mack Maine] Now Bring It Back To Hollygrove Yea Hollygrove A Well Part Had Work By The Sliding Boards A Well Part Get U Murked By The Sliding Boards
is about, tyga, yessirr, lay you, lay you down, yeah, lets go, imma sit back and smoke, i might grab muh guitarrr I got these bullets in tha cham-ber
't fuck without me And if you think she don't be lovin my thangs That's like sayin you eat at Hooters for the buffalo wings, what? [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc
Pissin' on your steps It's D E L Tha Funkee Homosapien to the rescue I'm solo and threw a bolo and left two Dancers back on soul train And ya know soul
die study my mind an' dupe' the design Now I'm inclined people say tha' I'm ahead of my time Whoever said that they must'a had they nose on tha' line
the back seat Baby backstreet (Yeah, yeah) We could surf the board, surf the net (Yeah) Better yet, we could make a little bet If we get together, yo, it's gonna be "Tha
and get my grip on That's when you get stiff armed, it's on and I'm the shit, homes I fucked around and lost count of bitch tha' I put the dick on My
that shit?s amazin dude But i bring my beat-box on ya block an get rave reviews (chorus x2) Stak?s a bullet in tha bill-board,rockin award shows, World
fuck wit' My dyke bitch pimpin' on some Nike Flight shit Ludicrous iron mic shit Stab yo cold heart wit' a ice pick Tha ice age, ice age Tha ice age
wobbles where the potholes are a holster on the stomach of the God show Blinded by the light, you might just plummet through the cosmos to see Apollo standing and function before a board
with the heat on their hip Young Jesse James come to test your aim I seen you at the Wild Horny Corral, I hearda ya name Tha forcify nigga, you ain'
a strike against Haiti When half your army in the bed with pains in their back And behind their head Witch doctors giving more Medicaid but ain't no aid But these ain't tha
A REALLY SOLID TENNESSEE EXCURSION Pardon me boys, is that the Chattanooga Choo-Choo? (Yes, Yes, Track 29) Hey would you give me a shine? (Can you afford to board
ass wet and you upsettin' my fuckin' nerve I relent That chopper leave you wet and knock yo shit loose in a second Pussy protectin', I fuck baby mamas in this section Concert reckin', Bill Board
on, telescopes on And tell her that hope gone and show her that war is war Fours and forty-fours banana peelin' clips stacked ceilin' to floor Boards