Aight, what's You hit my number This Wid It, Jive Records your message at the beep
Yeah, on my you say? Oh that shit then nigga
Higher than a bird, off herb, in the O A K Off on perv, parked on curb, up a vay Licked it three times, laced it with the About a day, baby hit me frequently Sneak, and forty, from short-ay, we been All prepared, 'cause my is no day, the broad say I last! you six months But I say, she a gang of major stunts
Bust, bust niggaz, when you're doin' the do Fuck around and get up in a catch twenty-two In the area, dirt and the yah! B.A. Plus But yo sista Suga-T? Suga-T you the one that say sprinkle me, sprinkle me I loves me Forty-Ridah I seen you up in 2Pac's video poppin' collar
I this playa shit like Bugs Bunny Ain't no cartoon figure I makes money, ain't nuttin' funny If ever in some funk, call your potnah on the cell And one-eighty-seven, at the end of the number Benzy on Washington, on the phone You could tell that the Easy Bay was his My people off like a high school build And all my money in stacks, and all my pockets on
like a playa, but I'm still a G doe Pager goin' off C-3PO Time for the Hurricane, E word I put a on his back, fuck what you heard
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I be so When I'm on my phone-telyalous You can my baitch, but I maintain I it up as a loss and charge it to the game She you must be playin' some kind of phone tag 'Cause every time I hit you, you don't hit me Why is dat? 'Cause hella hard to get in contact with Thought you thought, was big girl was crackin' on some crabs
Six o'clock, the said that's my crib be at the West plus Due to go, me at home be my ass up in the living room all alone And I be starvin' rubbin' my monkey fiendin' for some Donkey Now you're talkin', let's get the show on the I know tired of barkin', you need to hop on my load So we can stab out, strike rock and Park At the top of hill, so I can check oil
I said ah one to the two ah two to two three, me why your Baby momma keep on pagin' me, I didn't the hoe the number So why does she call, she says she do me, and all of y'all But I'm like that nigga on The Mack, I don't want the I want the money some of you niggaz is style and meanwhile I'm sellin' my piece to tricks 'cause it's the paper chase Laced with game, see I'm in the hustlers dream, call up a player If it's major, especially if it's nigga hit me on my pager
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Rang it, baby a call My name you're screamin', how I be hittin' them You got me tinglin', how you be workin' drawers With a kiss I make 'em all say this, yeah raw I your cut, bass we, big cheeks a blast headin' straight for the nut, big A&H Got some bitches all in the cut, it's that Drop my to the hoe to hit me up
Yo, you're me to death, what's all that fo' Got my and fillin' my pager and pager on the overflo' What's with all that old bullshit is it really all that Damn serious, You're draining the out of my battery Got your partner thinkin' curious in the Y E A A R E A The game ain't constipated, buckin' around in the Golden where The game originated, be scandalous they used to be squares Be vicious, hit me on pager, hit me if it's major
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