a stick up bitch gimmi jewls and dnt u move a muscle aint ready for the flossin from harlem to boston wat you nikkas watchin owww gtta semi for a nikka that b
me out to breakfast let me floss your chesse gimmi your direction make me scream your name you b makein it rain i b makin it pour you b my american slore
[Starts off with the beat of Jadakiss': "Letter To B.I.G.".] [Intro:] Uh! What's good my nigga? Feel I write you a lil' kype! Let you know what's going
bitch you aint know All that paper I gave you, and you still aint blow, still aint show up A little louder now, A little bit louder now (Thanks to Max B
Max B] Let's get it You ain't ready for this shit sexy That techno shit (disco) French! This a whole notha loop her babe [Verse 1: Max B] Stacks in the
See we all medicate our pains some ways This is what we do [Hook:] I'm 'bout to blow me a dubI need a swig of Grand Cru to take the pain away The sour
chain I leave you holly in the cheese lane holly molly go fuck your plea your chain for the better max do it for your boy you was riding in the jetta max
bitch hit me by the balls I need u 2 come & taste this need u in my space ship floatin thru the city I b focused on your titties while we both b lookin
blicky tuck Fedirally tryna hit me up But mii bitch she nice behind da wheel I b poppin out da window I'm nicer with da steel One thing a nigga could say is dat da ices dey b
be keepin me out in the cold Who do I call when I'm in need of a ride? in somebody elses car How do I get from point A to B if B is just to far? Where
bodies [Bun B] I'm comin straight outta PAT, like Compton in all black But when we say what it do, they never say holla back Bun B, the uh, OG like '
coke sniffer You rich or a broke nigga Know you all relate to this shit that i wrote niggas Lots of my mans trapped up in a max Penatentary, sending
Office Max Branch house with the horse to match Pink gems, with the cross attached, hit you then I toss the mack So, G?s up, niggas get your B?s up
I remain calm, lyrically I got the bomb when you put me on, I remain calm (repeat 4X) [Malik B] It's the 'I remain calm' but for jurge to erk Come out
Playing B-B bridges Hopping over gates Just to go swimming Yeah we were bad Tryna holla at older women Man Times was hard You know we didn't get much But we had each other
when I hoe hop I kick it to the bus stop (what?) and it's goodie goodie gumdrops I don't be droppin squat but to the heads they think it's topnotch I'm skippin over every other
