with G.D. baby - ha ha You best to get up on this G.D. shit G.D. baby A.G. baby (1999) (It's called A.G. "The Dirty Version," word up) (G.D., Party Arty
with me if ya recognize a situation that you can't win You may feel like a marked mellow but you can live Still you tryin to be hard, yellin out stupid
the bitches be When I flick the Vogues, I'ma get the hoes In a seven-fo' Lincoln black, two do's Hope to strap shorty, take a ride with Ca If a nigga
aint buying that I hate to be the bearer of bad news but no more Prada shoes When I just wanna chill you wanna go out See me parle with some other
Booty Dew Now You Can Lean With It (lean with it) And You Can Drop With It (drop with it) You Can Switch To The Other Leg And You Can Stop With It [
a story of a famous dog of a dog that chases it's tail, will be dizzy" [Ice Cube] Met her snake ass at a barbecue bash She had a lot of ass and a twenty
do it again When you move like a jellyfish Rhythm don't mean nothing You go with the flow You don't stop Move like a jellyfish Rhythm is nothing You go with
first It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin ass up I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
with bump n' grinding right I like mines tight You like yours licked And we both like bitches to get high high wit You opted to leave a nigga with no
What U Sayin Do We Sound That Bad Na U Just A Little Bit Mad So What U Sayin U Wanna Make A Track Lets Make Movements We Can Be a nusance To The Scene
comes through with the multiple of ends Then flows through with the multiple of Benzes Cartier lenses me and my mens's Bout to take over with a vengeance
's a different kind of funk, FUNK FUNK FUNK We pulls together like a perfect hand to tongue, HAH You pressed your luck and now you faster shit be sunk, ZOOM Be
- Trick Daddy (The Youngbloodz background)] Ain't never been a sucker for love (never been a sucker for love) Never had a girlfriend til i start fucking with her (start fucking with
talk a bit I ain't your regular rapper who just be talkin' shit Listen to it a little closer, hear the gospel in it I rhyme a noodle through the studio
Mentally ill, please someone call a docta 911 it's emergency go get a doct. You(d')'on know by now boy dey call me waka flocka I got a bad habbit I might
G: So what nigga is it you wanna do J-Ro: My flow is metaphorical Historicly correct What do you expect from a nigga With my intellect East coast
one, when a nigga talkin shit with his hands Strike two, gettin caught in the wrong place with your pants down Strike three, tryin to fuck with the D-
not fuckin around Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box (hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot So heatbox all day in a nigga