-bom And even if she is I dig her so She work at MickeyD's from 9 to 5, Walmart 6 to 10 Saving up enough for school, her little girl is doing well Daddy
rolodex, who flow is next? Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your chest Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see if
. Verse one Q-Tip: Do what you will, if you feel that your steeze is real complicated with the skills over reel to reel brown skin is what i feel
door number three if your price is right I'll pull a DJ Quik, tonight is the night Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school boy with one kid
times. 'cause its one for the Treble, two more for the Honda Civic, If you dont know who this is, I'ma tell you who it is. Its the ??? Asian from the
so hard it's a wonder y'all alive... [Q-Tip:] ...And still breathin', niggaz is dead and not even perpetuatin' real life the shit kicked is real trife ayo they fake bleedin' It
heard is cause I didn't give a f-, aw shucks Hey yo, I almost forgot The curse is a plot but it's getting kinda hot So I'ma let profanity retire, hey
let's ride on these niggaz It's so simple Dunn I'm down and don't fuck around Comb the hood, in two black Excursions Lookin for this nigga so we can
, who flow is next? Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your chest Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see if you can
only look like fuck food to me) Spin that booty 'round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it
when ya bitch ass is speakin' I'm sick wit it, cappin' cha dome till I hit it This Westside Connection, Cypress know they can't fuck with it Use to
the town Q-Tip abstract how I gets down All my bitches, dance if you know that you dam sure Let your drip on the dance floor if you wanna Get down That
, aiyo, ain't nothin' much But yoe??i??et them tell it, we smoke it and we sell it You don't understand, so don't tell it You sneakin' souls just for
three, four [Q-Tip] Now niggas know I got lyrics out the anal And any move that you make could be fatal The poet that shows it: and some of y'all niggas
away See, they got niggas in my hood who can't cop the yay So I can get it understood and have you chopped today And not to say I could even hit your
, who got it? Give it to 'em Queen Latifah Give it to 'em Queen, who got it? Give it to 'em Queen Latifah Give it to 'em Queen, who got it? Give it to
and wash the previous evening off me now out the shower, get dry, shove a q-tip in my ear well, what do we have here? it appears as if a piece of me
. Verse one Q-tip: Do what you will, if you feel that your steeze is real Complicated with the skills over reel to reel Brown skin is what I feel, my
