My Aunt Dot left a glock and some blood on my sheets Told me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets Even though I'm her niece, she copped me a piece
There?s a place with all my faces, in wonderland, Find me here with all my fear in wonderland The sun beats down upon my skin, If I could fight, I would
[Lil' Kim] .. My Aunt Dot left a glock and some blood on my sheets Told me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets Even though I'm her niece, she
Here's a tear, for a souvenir And a dream, that's torn at the seams Here's a promise you made to me Of the tomorrow I'll never see And then you're free
couple bands down and I'm tryna get back I gave Doug a grip, I lost a flip for five stacks Yeah, I'm talking five comma six zeroes dot zero ? Back to
fit jeans and dressed in pink, how he dresses I care zero, as long as he don't steal my drink. That girls an Indie Cindy, Lego haircut and polka-dot
me get them Fuck it It's da DJ Khaled? Big dog pit bull jamma scordian A.k.a we da best A.k.a shit on niggas dot com A.k.a nappy boy bitch [T-Pain:]
with Pete Parker Me I'm Naija and my partner's Somalian, K'naan and my buzz is too big like Comala Ballin, Folarin so goddamn hard Fat rhymes everytime bitch Roseanne bars... Wale [Hook] [K
see lunch But it's either that or you can't point us casualties when we dump Street pain is a motherfucker guard me without a dot It's like a murder
can't understand How one real nigga became a real man S is for the way I skeet in they mouth One by one we muttin' 'em out K is for the way Mr. Mixx
they ain't crazy, let's face it Shit basically they just playin sick They ain't shit, they ain't sayin shit, spray em' fifty A to the K get in the way
s on my Beemer You never know when I slide up 19 in my nina, red dot when I ride up Hundred deep in that K.O.D King Of Diamonds that's me nigga No you
with no sox (Bounce bitch, bounce, bounce) I'm the hottest shit jumping out the coffee pot Man, I'm just tryin' to get my spot like a polka dot Lil'
My only army brigade, and if I drop Then I just throw this like a hand-grenade [Bizzy] You see no pistol's in the holster Watch the dot's on your forehead
Bang that shit you crack the concrete (c'mon) When we come thru you know we drop bombs Flip-mode 2-k-1 dot com Hands in the air till you weaken both arms
the stupidest verse? This dude is the truth, now everybody's giving him guest spots His stock's through the roof I heard he's fuckin' with S. Dot! This
