'm hear to fuck up your day do Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo I step to my backwood to brown face and start clippin [Chorus: M.O.P. & Teflon] International,
'm hear to fuck up your day do Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo I step to em backwards, about face and start clappin [Chorus: M.O.P. & Teflon] International, bell
Traduction: MOP. Appelez-Roll.
m hear to fuck up your day do Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo I step to em backwards, about face and start clappin [Chorus: M.O.P. & Teflon] International, bell
that serious, don't take it so personally Plus currently I prefer the girls who prefer the three C.P.O. C.P.O. I think I think I'm Neo I'm caught up
tonight) So baby please don't leave me hangin' Oh-No-No Please don't tell me That you about to Go-Go-Go You know you like My swag and how I Roll-Roll-Roll
up whenever you face em That's what you call microphone gangstas (was up) Yea I got em okie dokie Yea I'm raw you know my flow Cause B.O.B. acting extra
couldn't see me 'less you had a telescope I'm Bedrock bumpin', three strikes sumpin Call me Jack o' Lantern, I get head like pumpkins It's nothin', roll
just entertainment I'm what they been trying to do, not do I'm the kid, they been lying to you You need people like me I'm so F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S Yeah,
(feat. Big Boss) [Z-Ro:] H-O-U-S-T-O-N, T-E-X-A-S Where you can get good weed good drank, or even get put to rest Down here we rep the Screwed Up Click
out this the game that's called life These days is cold and got me searching for my soul Like paper bags and lawn chairs man you unfold I'm looking out
he ignores me unfortunately cause I'm guilty Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless -- I'm chokin off marijuana smoke, with every toke it's like I'm losin focus
, pass the Buddha [Chorus] [Verse Three: 50 Cent] When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man
Chorus] [Verse: 50 Cent] When I was young my M.O. was to go hail the Henny And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I cut ya new case, and
left around Nobody left around Nobody left around And I'm runnin outta bud I'm runnin outta bud I'm runnin outta bud I'm runnin outta bud I'm runnin
put you out So yo, Wish Bone, my nigga, bless da 40 ounce! [Wish] Bone's gettin' drunk and freakin' hoes I'm chillin' with my niggas as I bless my forty O's I'm
