| ?Uh, I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe? | |
| Boy check the resume, it's risky business in the | |
| A?And I've been a witness to this history? | |
| Ever since the the 10th grade? | |
| We went from rockin brades to temp fades? | |
| I twist my | |
| A hat to the side just for style?or throw on the | |
| Gucci bucket with the flowers super fly? | |
| Wow, the southern pride been known to shut it down? | |
| But it ain't so country my nigga this ain't no | |
| Gomer Pile? | |
| I'm sergeant slaughter? | |
| I keep my shit cooked to order in order? | |
| To satisfy my people in | |
| Georgia and across the water? | |
| And across the boarder the ese's are getting smarter. | |
| They got flour for tortillas and lettuce for enchiladas.if you follow wink wink.no doubt we don't speak.in a blink them folks could have you sleeping in the clink. | |
| I'm shittin' on niggas and pee'ing on the seat. | |
| It's the nigga the | |
| BIG BOI OU | |
| T?Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rugand throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs. | |
| I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup. | |
| I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup. | |
| Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rugand throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs. | |
| I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup. | |
| Boy stop, i'm just playing. | |
| Boy stop?? | |
| Now this goes out to all my playas in the back sippin' yack. | |
| Bendin' 'round corners in the 'lac. | |
| We be clubbin' | |
| Get up (X3) | |
| Do That shit | |
| Do that shit do it | |
| And this goes out to all my ladies in the front. | |
| What you want? | |
| You make me wanna breed. | |
| Girl freeze. | |
| We be clubbin' | |
| Get up (X3) | |
| Do That shit | |
| Do that shit do it | |
| I wish I was like six-foot-nine | |
| So I can get with | |
| LeoshiCause she don't know me but yo she's really fine | |
| You know I see her all the time | |
| Everywhere | |
| I go, and even in my dreams | |
| I can scheme a way to make her mine | |
| Cause I know she's livin phat | |
| Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball | |
| So how am | |
| I gonna compete with that | |
| Cause when it comes to playing basketball | |
| I'm always last to be picked | |
| And in some cases never picked at all | |
| So I just lean up on the wall | |
| Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls | |
| Who came to watch their men ball | |
| Dag y'all! | |
| I never understood, black | |
| Why the jocks get the fly girls | |
| And me I get the hood rats | |
| I tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble | |
| Got hit with a bottle | |
| And I been in the hospital | |
| For talkin' that mess | |
| I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city | |
| That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name | |
| Glad I came to my senses | |
| Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach | |
| Overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together | |
| Right?So when | |
| I asked her out she said | |
| I wasn't her type | |
| I wish I was little bit taller | |
| I wish I was a baller | |
| I wish I had a girl who looked good | |
| I would call her | |
| I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat | |
| And a six four | |
| ImpalaI wish | |
| I was little bit taller | |
| I wish I was a baller | |
| I wish I had a girl who looked good | |
| I would call her | |
| I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat | |
| And a six four | |
| ImpalaHe's phony | |
| She's fakethats the type of people i hateya'll know the lyrics, come sing with me | |
| Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay, | |
| Gimme the mic so | |
| I can take it away. | |
| Off on a natural charge, bon voyage | |
| Yeah, from the home of the | |
| Dodgers, Brooklyn squad | |
| Wu-Tang Killerrr | |
| Bees on a swarm! | |
| Rain on ya dollar's ass, disco dorm! | |
| For you to even touch my skill, | |
| You gotta have the one | |
| Killer Bee and he ain't gonna kill. | |
| NowChop that down, pass it all around! | |
| Lyrics get hard, quick cement to the ground! | |
| For any MC in any 52 states, | |
| I gets psycho killerrrr | |
| Norman Bates! | |
| My producer slam, sharp like bam! | |
| Jump on stage, and then | |
| I dun-daaaah! | |
| But Im a creep(Ooh, baby, I like it raww...) | |
| I'm a weirdo(Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!) | |
| What the hell am | |
| I doing here(Ooh, baby, I like it raww...) | |
| I dont belong here(Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!) | |
| Run, run run run | |
| One time y'all | |
| Throw your hands real high y'all | |
| Yea, get down y'all | |
| Let me see you all y'all | |
| Hennessy and trees, that's all | |
| I needBack it up, don't stop | |
| Hit the floor, make it drop | |
| Rock the boat, rock the boat, rock the boat, rock the boatrock the boat, rock the boat, rock the boat, rock the boat | |
| It goes left, right, left, rightleft, right, left, right, left, right, left, right | |
| Ooh ooh baby come on you can wobble wit it | |
| Ooh ooh baby come on you can hustle wit it | |
| Do the Beattown | |
| Mo, get cocky wit it | |
| Put ya hands in the air don't stop wit it | |
| Ooh ooh baby come on you can wobble wit it | |
| Ooh ooh baby come on you can hustle wit it | |
| Do the Beattown | |
| Mo, get cocky wit it | |
| Put ya hands in the air don't stop wit it | |
| Hey ladiesthis beat heythis beat, this beat heythis beat is sicklets have some funthis beat is sick | |
| I wanna take a ride on your disco stickheythis beat heythis beat, this beat heythis beat is sick | |
| Don't think too much just bust that dick | |
| I wanna take a ride on your disco stick | |
| Hey ladies in the place | |
| I'm callin' out to ya | |
| There never was a city kid truer and bluer | |
| There's more to me than you'll ever know | |
| And I've got more hits than | |
| Sadaharu Oh | |
| Tom Thumb | |
| Tom Cushman or | |
| Tom Foolery | |
| Date women on | |
| T.V. with the help of | |
| Chuck Woolery | |
| Words are flowing out just like the | |
| Grand Canyon | |
| And I'm always out looking for a female companion | |
| I threw the lasso around the tallest one and dragged her to the crib | |
| I took off her moccasins and put on my bib | |
| I'm wheelin' and dealin' | |
| I make a little bit of stealing | |
| I'll bring you back to the place and your dress | |
| I'm feeling | |
| Your body's on time and your mind is appealing | |
| Staring at the cracks up there upon the ceiling | |
| Such and such be the bass that | |
| I'm throwing | |
| Talking to a girl telling her | |
| I'm all knowing | |
| She's talking to the kid | |
| I'm telling here every lie that you know that | |
| I never did |
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