BREAK!
just call ha P.M.B Watch ya step baby gettin out that G.M.C You bust yo ass girl we both gon be on T.M.Z Don't be shy let them cameras expose you The
t fresh azimiz [J-KWON] Ye ain?t big (big) whipping Ye ain?t steady ti tippin No girl getting homie You ain?t fresh azimiz You think you is (Think ya
man, I wear J's and I been around more rocks than a fuckin cave man I done sold it and bagged it I done drove it and crashed it Fucked my credit up smashin
and cock it, and I'll sit back and watch it These New York streets is ugly, I keep it gully The world is mine and can't nobody keep it from me Yo, my
miss, the artist of the new millenium Has finally stopped drivin that blue Millenium And got a good of trenny and filled it with plenty of Henney and Remi and
one nigga [LW] Bird.. man [B] I promise you, we gon' give 'em what they want 'til they come get us nigga [LW] Bird.. man, J-R, ya know [B] You feel
[Q.S.R.] Quasar, and MJB's crazy, Loco It's 2-0-0-0 Even they don't know It don't show Women they wanna grind in my path Find a fo' do' It's only a
m so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that Huh, but you're all just [wick wick] whack [Keith Murray] It ain't R&B muh'fuckers, it's a rap [Obie Trice] Real name,
really don't care yea yea Next stop in the court on Damon toast Stouda and my homeboy J.R. Rider Minnesota Timberwolves, we cut 'em down Hakeem Olajuwon and
the gat and cock it and I'll sit back and watch it These New York streets is ugly, I keep it gully The world is mine and can't nobody keep it from me
with the weapons and hoodies Listen we don't pay admission and bouncers don't check us And we walk around the metal detectors And there really ain't
no stoppin', can't stop, won't stop Aint no stoppin', can't stop, won't stop, no Girl you and I know that it's time that we Put everything aside and
God, naw I ain't got nothin' to prove Ain't gotta carry the two, see my daddy told me bury them fools And remember this rule, don't fuck with niggas that ain't
They shoulda been done came I think they scared of a nigga with this real game What happened to the groupies? Don't point your finger They're all backstage chasin' R and B
R&B and rap, ay you should come through" She said, "Uh, I love to, except I don't like rap Besides, if I went with you, then I don't really think my