fuckin way we ball [Lil' Ed] Lil' Ed the best of the best, the kings of king size beds, Lil' Matt king of the big tat, Lil' Ed ain't afraid of bitches
Creams? Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat That's whiter than what's spilling down your throat The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs The interior like suicide wrist red I can exercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed
That nigga try and get at me I'm pullin out and firin To see if I'm stuntin, the piece it ain't nothin Royal fees ain't nothin, I just blow a lil' somethin
my thugstas, right turn to the double glock Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas Puff, puff, puff to the brain shot Love P.O.D.ed and tweeded, gotta
a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side I'm like what the f*** you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me Lorna died It f***ed me up
still not over my nigga, Stessa, Stank you still missed My life was gettin' a lot better until I ran into this A tragedy, a gangsta, my nigga had to be Lil
Lil Wayne] See me, I'm focused man But my girl don gon' snappy Stuntin' like her daddy Vroom on the Yamaha She ride me like a Kawasaki I call her lil
life on my own then Right up out of the blue Bumped into u I was so amused By your smile boo Want you to call my phone So me u can talk just a lil' more
it to any nigga tryin' to shoot games (yeah) With them bullshit buggy-eyed kits and cds [memphis bleek] Check it out, yo, yo Well, I'm a lil' nigga don
style, I can be a comic too I'm Marty Mar at a Auty Mar A cute snotty broad, tits like Dolly Par' Ed Hardy, naw, this is Carty ma But that was a good
[ VERSE 1: WC ] It's that MAAD Circle, lil'-ass loc'ed out Tick-tick-boom, here to clear the room Get em like this when I drop number three Cause ain'
the steel Assemble More hip-hop greats, youknowhatI'msayin'? Big Daddy Kane, KRS-One, Kool G. Rap, Super Lover Cee Biz Markie, Heavy D, Lady Kazaam, Special Ed
and when we enter the car Niggas cluthcin' they hoes, so fuck it, fall wit dust And get snatched while Nitty bustes the facts in the grand finale Yeah, 'lil
Cuz after all y'all still my dogs And when ya jump we can still ball My nigga Ronnie, Lil Willie and Fat Fred Big Black, My dog Sparky and Lil Ed It
my wife drives You know Qeet' nigga, executive thug But she respects me and loves Don't let your head meet her slug Until she sprayed out and layed out Ineffections of blood A lil
my collar (collar) You brought a dollar then holla believe that (believe that) Girl ya pussy powerful cause niggas need that (need that) [Chorus x2] [Sean P.] Yea lil shawty fine lil
doin' to me Pushin' the chronic, that shit to make yo pocket's fat and If you right plan to use yo gat, then we plan to run mud on them Lil' piggy's,
