flame, White Boy got them thangs White Boy a hot damn shame, White Boy hot like mars Y'alls flow hot like March, y'all can't stop these bars White Boy
diamonds in my pinky ring You know they mean Brush my shoulders off I stay clean, look how I gleam Keep a gang of chickens on my team, ya know wat I mean
-the R-U-L-E [Tupac] Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act Love to clown when
I like it. [Pitbull] Come DJ..that's my dj.. I'm a Miami Boy..You know how we play im playing what u wanna I play.. What u give me got me good. Now watch
I, I like it. [Pitbull] Come DJ..That’s my dj.. I’m a Miami Boy..You know how we play I’m playing what u wanna I play.. What u give me got me good. Now
songs, we lyke u And u really dona?™t wanna step inside a mic dude Ca?™mon now u kno the white boy will bite u Hurt ur pride dawg and u kno I dona?™t
a hip hop song. So pull them toasters out them holsters, pull that shirt right off your shoulders, pull that 9 this is how you hold her, pull that trigger, H U
't even shed a tear Cuz believe it or not, they got more love for me here Now picture that, but on a black and white photograph Cuz brothas, you don't know
goddamn suckers yell for more more and faster here we come white and trashy and incredibly dumb enjoy yourselves crash boom bang the final solution kmfdm all u
I blew by u and I wave fool as I blew by u Hello hi u I can buy u but I wouldn't try u feed u to pyru I know wat I'm doin I show improvement, show improvement
Not a typical nigga (have you heard of me) Boy I think I'm bout go n all the way on this one (have you heard of me) One thing about me home boy I don'
right here nigga I told u niggas i do dis shit It sounds lyke a anthem nigga I do this shit What you say nigga [verse 1] I told u muthafuckas i
is breakin' the boy don't be fakin' Maybe they're just jealous of the dollars I'm makin' But you're down with me. You know god gifted me Black kids say
nigga, gun out, I'ma down you Put niggas to sleep like a motherfucking downer I'm a great white, you's a flounder Fish and a bitch, I tuna eveything around you U
armed for baggage, it's tragic, some Vietnam shit Flat-lining all you cats up in a long wiz Out-of-towners, proper heavenly father, you know the song,
blue lenses needed The red, white, and blues in the chains makes them pledge Allegiance These 16s is undefeated, now crown me It's the all mighty duo, you know
Bo Diddley He practiced the guitar everyday and sometimes into the night Till his papa's hair began to turn white His pa said, "Son, listen hear, I know
throw it in the air Celebratin' wealth pourin' Moet in her hair Excuse me her weave the blue is her weed Trunk full of white, car smell like blue cheese Dat boy
