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'cause I bagged too One bad mooley, and you can get pants, I'm the g.o.a.t., what I cause fire and smoke Think I started on the singin solo for the pope Tell your please, get up off her knees You can't yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese Open toed shoes, feet smell like collard Toes krossed* like she on j. dupris' team Button your up like beach balls in the sand plus A mouth full of teeth with a dildo in her hand Who the let you in, all my assistants are fired Now I'm lookin for some washed up rapper I can hire You know some old nigga wit a bit of attitude Pay him $1500 to a girl in an interlude You say I'm up, well, soup is good food So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is wrong For so glowin, afro hatin, jamaican rum sippin
[method Kid burp on your girl buttcheeks
The had my nuts like two red beets I'm banannas, out of my fuckin mind won't let me back in 'cause I was down before the hype like dusty and bob backlund Bruno samartino, staziak Now the and stone cold are my favorite maniacs The top rooster pluckin, chickens when I'm Wwf stands for and where we fuckin
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm like menace ii I roll through the drive like kane Jack you for the cheeseburgers and wings, and datins too See my boys down the ride patience too Bricks, around, snorkel down Maccaroni and cheese timbs out the orphan house Transportin out, the in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners
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Where the at Yo, yo, punk, m me wit him
Yo, Ayo nigga, Yo, yo, yo, Yo dog, Yo you heard, Ayo you me, fuhgidabowdit Yo nigga,
[method Yo, this be the j function, music get my blood pumpin Down for whatever, which usually means I'm up to Who owe me somethin, them niggas in the frontin They rockin and, put the eight up, rappercussion You my name, so there's no need for introduction I'm mr. done it all, so none of y'all can do me Bitch I'm grown, on that one and bone Bet me and queen bee be swingin til the honey get blown, trash get thrown In headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin star I'm red hot just candy, in '95 won the grammy
Yo, he use it as an now Niggas can't stand or me, yeah Either or, funky headhunter comanchees wit shitty draws What's that shit, what shit, that shit on lip I smoke wit ya kid, but I'll save ya the clip...
Ayo nigga, Yo, what the fuck, Yo, Uh, Ayo dog, fuhgidabowdit [dmx Bitches can't stand me, fuhgidabowdit [dmx Still pullin out pennies, fuhgidabowdit [dmx
The I see every day brings tears to my eyes How I holla at my niggas brings ears to my Stick niggas for not knowin, teach 'em somethin Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the streets you I never liked you, and you, I know So what the you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you If you can't pick that afro, I'm gon you Walkin you was a lil nigga 'cause you is And don't forget that daddy's gonna always his kids niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why You guys live while everybody else'll starve pretty shit is played, fuck what your name hold Break a nigga off somethin, watch a gain fo' Now you layin somewhere cold, as shit And all that shit, mens will get you hit, bitch