past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I love that little game you had called Crying lightning And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream
ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ And it ain't on that dimlit stage With that half-wit comedian on
I was lost for a year in those almond trees The sun was rising in the south and setting in the east I was a half awake, I was half asleep I thought I'
half a party in a one dog town I need you to chase these blues away Without you, I'm a drummer girl that can't keep a beat An ice cream truck on a deserted
Challengin niggas, better hold on to bannister niggas Fuck around I'll stuff your body parts into cannisters niggas Like you don't know the half, I'll
keep talking shit now the squad called me [Lloyd Banks] Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine Dappadon Cappa queen mixed in with Cashis creams Started off with half
be If you would come to mine for tea I'll pick you up at half past three And we'll have lasagne I'll treat you like a Queen I'll give you strawberries and cream
with ribbons in her hair! A kind of neat and petite little tin-type of her mother! What a pair! My little girl, pink and white as peaches and cream is she My little girl is half
nah forget it, SuWoo I live it Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes Half of these rappers
My top back on south beach My car cost half a million dollars mother fuck a car key I'm screaming get em flocka they like gucci get them off me Pull up in the butter cream
tigers, bears in my hood and closet too But my gun can stop an elephant just like atlanta zoo (gucci) [Verse 2:] Drop beam Off set things color ice cream
helper, amazon jacob same color as a lepoard, black diamonds in it same color as a checker, red and blue and white vert like woody wood pecker, smoked a halfa
[Verse One: Suffa] I gave birth to half these styles, you should pay me rhyme support Like Billy Jean suing Michael Jackson for child support Rhyme is
the OG is sooped like Chevro RD Humpin, jumpin, had the place jumpin Goddamn, gotta break you off sometin You wanna know why I bust in half Now look at
, yeah, Roc-a-Fella, yeah Paper chase y'all, paper chase WHAT? Uh) Greyhound bitch, stay down bitch Bout to set up shop with Jay, round this bitch Half
main chick but if she leave just as quick, indian give, ha-hah Now what I look like? Givin a chick half my trap like she wrote half my raps, yeah, I'
last two and split and leave niggaz with nothing but my influences-es Soon it's the Jigga, I ain't mad yeah, bite my shit Sell half of what I sell because