crowds To sell your t.v set And all your clothes to for a little bit of studio time to spit the truth And You only get like 1/ 10 of what that shit?s
t doin' nothin' wrong But we can make love to a rap song [Hook:] Me and you, yo' mama and yo' cousin Baby we can make love to a rap song A milli, a milli
t doin? nothin? wrong But we can make love to a rap song [Hook] Me and you, yo? mama and yo? cousin Baby we can make love to a rap song A milli, a milli
much longer, will it linger? Well my heart is giving will they believe it When my song is over will they need me? Watch how quickly they find a new leader
know then close your mouth Guessin games can lead to droughts. When they fall over, your ass out. Blast em out Number one; my family, number two; don't touch my money Number
here (x3) New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain, New wrist, knew that, knew this, finally here That day is finally here (x2) New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain New
signin' wit Jigga I got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio
m signin' wit Jigga I got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio
Unk, Big Kuntry, Tech) [Chorus x2: V.I.C.] Get Silly, Get Silly, Get Silly, Get Silly [Verse 1: V.I.C.] Yeeeaaaahhhhh I'm feeling myself And with the number
longer, will it linger? Well my heart is giving will they believe it When my song is over will they need me? Watch how quickly they find a new leader
And wondered could some trill niggaz rock it with him Shit big Bun was all for it, but Pimp wasn't sure But "Big Pimpin" hit 'em 187-Pure Number one song
said he didn't want a hook at the end of the song [Cee:] Oh you mean we're at the end of the song? [Pain:] Yeah, everybody is already done their rap that
I be at the bank like get this cash me off me, My car so new, but my money so old, My grill iced out so my barbecues cold, 3-2-1 blast off you bastards
