say she love and she driving me crazy I say she love and she driving me crazy It was the spot, Felipe around St. Johnny And in the spot Mr. Cat and Johnny
deny it Stupid you will feel, what I do, I do at will Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill Half a breath left on my death bed Screaming F that yeah super
I-I-I see some hoes in her Ayo TrackBoyz Its cool if I bring my other cats From St.Louis on this one? Come on Girl as you came through the door, you
everyday and every night (Help me out) I need a freak to hold me tight I need a freak everyday and every night I need a freak with long long hair A super
Stupid you will feel What I do, I do it well Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill Half a breath left on my death bed Screaming F that yeah super
on The mental instrumental I continue with My song yeah we've got jumping jerks with no understandings of The East Coast stomp. Fam understand Several other
yea yes yall] (RA) We not like you other MC's (Adolf) Riding fake props (RA) I'll be in this rap shit till my fucking heart stops (Adolf) We not like you other
on that steering wheel, passenger's a duffel bag Hundred in the Louis, don't confuse me with that other cat Engine in the trunk jack, push it like a super
take your fresh bromide Maybe this man of letters lied Let me tell you 'bout a dream, I had the other night You were in it boy, you sure gave me a super
ONE] Understand this, here comes another bad gal lyric Whose more than over pissed that there's not a true verbalist Giving competition to this super
helicopter had the super bungalow with the van All ill technology to watch if I ran, he only gave me Woody gave sixty eight other black mans Now, if
play Myself a warrior Other poets slayed Street slang unique spray Bodies lay over the plains Of the A.K. Ronnie Boy Wonder Teddy bear super toy Weak
far, every song of the par, let em' hate us. Climb the ladder to success, escalator style x 3 As i made my competition, respirator style I go super
had a super dope big fat booty {big fat booty} Everything was cool and everything was okay Until I met this freak named shebon {shebon} the other day
'm a (?) And she smiled like the Cheshire cat lookin like China statue Man it was super stacked Man she worked the tricks for super scratch And she talked them outta super
old man handed down Could be something you built on your own Everybody got something he calls home When the cowboys and Arabs draw down On each other
the crown I smoke a million Swisher bluntsand I ain't never coming down Bitch you ain't no Barbie I see you work at Arby's Number 2, super-sized Hurry
