women will wait for all time Some women will wait for sun to finally black out Some women just need a little moonshine To set of their wild wild minds
will wait for all time Some women will wait for sun to finally black out Some women just need a little moonshine To set of their wild wild minds
into parts like Rocky Part I, part II, part III, niggaz can't fuck with me My style's knock-kneed plum crazy (What?) Who's that wild ass motherfucker
, butt naked, please Before any of you guppies get heart, what? Nigga rewind my part and Bow down, when I'm comin' to your town Bow down, when I'm west ward
things they got wild They got wild they got wild they got rowdy So let me tell you about this time things they got wild They got wild they got wild they
I'm real with this Talk the talk, walk the walk Dis me on wax and I'm taking off the whole sidewalk nya I'm platium bond so trick shut up And punk all
you could keep it I'm a 9th Ward nigga and that ain't no secret Want me to cross over, understand, I still lay that I'm over I'm use to capping the hood
over your breast Such beautiful legs and you sparkle and flirt I don't mind lipstick all over my shirt You fly through the air, you've got princess hair I'm
t scared to fly I'm at piece with my self And I'm prepared to die I come back off tour Covered in mud After walking threw neighborhoods Full of Cribs and Bloods, I'm
it out, put it where it should be I don't want nothing but mouth, you understood me? I'll hit you with the knuckle, hoe, I'm from the 3, 3rd ward Where
's white enough Everyone will know That the tie I'm wearing Is a symbol Of how nimble mv mind will know Ooh-ooh! (swine suave!) Look out! Here he comes
money, a pocket full of drugs Leave em standin in they shoes and makin moves with thugs I'm homegrown in the ghetto, result my mind's under pressure
and commissary Cause I ain't goin home ta never worry Another straight up "No" comin from the board Keep my anger hidden til I'm back up in the ward
scared to fly I'm at piece with my self And I'm prepared to die I come back off tour Covered in mud After walking threw neighborhoods Full of Cribs and Bloods I'm
'm Soldier this I'm Soldier that because I'm Soulja Slim Third Ward die hog , you really don't wanna fuck with him I'm from the M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A Only thing
Junior M.A.F.I.A. f/ Notorious B.I.G. Conspiracy [Kleptomaniac] Why niggaz wanna clock me? like that dance called the chachi Don't they know I break
fine A$$ What you need to do is let a nigga get behind that I'm find that spot for you, make it drip Once it get wet enough for me, I'm let it rip Now
every word that I spoke and lost Some cats never soaked up (?) elixir Oblivious to the wild dogs procreate well beyond modern man's victors And I'm done
