Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What's fuckin' tonight? +Sure+ like +Al B.+, meet the 'tics in Maui, HEY! More bread than 'Aisle G', then bag and scan me Then you'll see I got more carrots/karats than 'Aisle D' You understand me, wrapped wrists like mummies Me and E gettin solid like the Ice CapadesĪnd me and Heezy - frosty, project mo' wrapped up than Bugsy I keep it closer when the dough ouuuuuuut Twenty inches when they roll ouuuuuuut - come and get meīig faces when they fold ouuuuuuut - is you wit me?ĭon't make me pull that fo'-fo' ouuuuuuut Start frontin when the shows out - whatchu mean?! Let go off in a ho's mouth, I ain't picky Wash my hands under a gold spout, when feelin icky Kicked the bitch up out the room cause she used the word ours, HEY!Īiyyo I smash-mouth a whole ounce, of that sticky

Get a room in Trump Towers just to hit the P hours I used the V-12, powers weight loss, powersįrom +Phat Farm+ to +Iceberg Slim+ in one shower Her husband on vacation and left her home alone I got a chick rollin up, half black and asi-anĪnother one pidge-on, tellin me to come home

See the joint blaz-on, somethin smells amaz-on Nasty, don't be scared boo, go 'head and ask me I'm fast (uh) double takes when you walk past me If you ain't bout money then best be gone, nigga Some say I'm wrong, but fuck it I'm grown, nigga Pass up the skirt to talk to the thong, nigga We can gamble to the break of dawn, nigga Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head right, Nelly there ery'night Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What's poppin' tonight? Should we apologize? Nah fuck 'em, just leave 'em pissed, HEY! Somebody probably jealous cause they bitch got hitīut ain't nobody else droppin shit like this I ask her, 'Who dat is, talkin that shit about the 'tics?'

It's no matter if I'm shootin game to a pigeon or dime I use it - time after time, when I'm speakin my mind You say you like that, when I hit it from behindĪnd I'll be right back yeah that's my very next line I'm droppin 'em outta high school straight into the prosĪnd I love it when you make your knees touch your elbowsĪnd break it down low to the flo', and there you goĪnd everytime I Bust a rhyme, baby 'Gimme Some Mo'' I'ma sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey)įendi capri pants and Parasuco's (alright)

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