.'s tell me real good, bitch, I'm the same Motherfucker make 'em feel good, ya know my name Bitch, if ya still could, you'd do the same Made thirteen
of a MC and I sell a lot of records makin pimp beats I could do a show tonight and make ten G's Fuck til the mornin, sleep late and smoke weed Three
, you do voodoo (You do voodoo?) What planet are you on you must be cuckoo, I don't wanna put a thing in VD's hands, 'Cause you're real definite and make
Do what you want but move every muscle Ain't no time for playing around Only one thing to do when you hear this sound Act yourself with someone else And
break yourself Why do I do do do things I do Nobody was ever there for me to talk to Once I was youngster, pure and true Now I'm runnin' with the sick
K thing, and by the way N'Sync, why do they sing? Am I the only one who realizes they stink? Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think? Lip-sync and
Felony] It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood Niggas Get Sprayed Ak And It's Good Bitches Don't Get Placed Something That's Good It's Real And It
record player once more And we hope that you can just kinda sit back kick off your shoes And relax just a little bit and listen to our latest album And
and take the title from ya And that's why practice makes perfect Handstand, flips, freestyle then work it They do what they do on purpose Even salsa
And they say they ballin' but I do it how the pros do Where we goin next week? I let my hoes choose No socks and my boat shoes Guess a nigga eating good
and have a few laughs And do what we like Yeah, and do what we like, yeah And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance, until it
Hee, HUH! If only I could sleep just ten more minutes I might find the strength to make another day If I didn't have to get up and do my thing I would
still feel hate Through and chain plates, we communicate Chicago to Brooklyn, niggas real ones do relate If lyrics sold then truth be told I'll probably be just as rich and
lyrics sold then truth be told I'll probably be just as rich and famous as jay-z Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense Next best thing I do a record
I'ma fuck you up Snatch your little cheap-ass chain and piece you up You better hope you and the white boy keep in touch And be a good little hype man
" Got a need to be stable and make profit Net cash, flip it and triple it, watch this Plus, what good is the dough if you can't blow it? What good is
head off and throw it on a grill Take the gold out your mouth and throw it in they grill Send a finger to your moms and let her know that this real
six Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks Before I let these crackers throw me and shit Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop