Roles My rice and rolls can hold Po-po on payroll We be the holders of stub stops No doubt Stick you up, make out the back Drop and ride out While other
the little people split the pie five ways Nigga go play, matter fact, catch up I am six figures bigger, and my book's kept up Y'all a rap boy band, and
G [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I got oprah fron? da 80? s rapped up in rubber bands Party like a rockstar but dis ain't a rock band Throwin? money in da club changing up
fucking raining, shit, it's lightening Bitch, it's thundering, cause I'm hushing up I'm a storm if you wonderin' Shit, you could muster up a thought,
A Foul, A Hot Guy Does Hip-Hop Flyies Are Knockin Up, Out The Park And After The Game We Gone Meet Up After Dark Vrooom On A Yamaha Chromed Out 11 Hundred
caint die Would u stick by nigga with no blame on If he had another baby would u change on would u change on A lot a hoes b wantin a rang up on they finger
flow, while my mink be draggin' I said I'm sick with the flow Stick a dick in ya hoe Make them shut down the club, we threw a brick in da door {P. Diddy
and it's tha dips when I rips and rock tha fuckin house for the Bloods and Crips Danger danger, ol' gangsta gangsta droppin dogs on the ??? ??? 40 Thevz and the band
noses (Hands up) we da band, but we ain't plugging it up (Stand up) if you can stand, you can't be sitting to rock (Back up) back up if you not willing
Hit A Foul, A Hot Guy Does Hip-Hop Flyies Are Knockin Up, Out The Park And After The Game We Gone Meet Up After Dark Vrooom On A Yamaha Chromed Out
'm a big man crammed in a skinny body And with da minnie shotty, I'll jam anybody Cause I don't feel none of ya'll And with da raps or da gats I'll fuking
Man Child:] And when they come outside, and to the front Leave your niggas at home, bring your weeds and blunts But if you sucka boy bands start talkin
town of Ballyroche For to catch that goat with sticks and switches The goat gave the Captain a kick up his arse, And his horn made rags of his band-new
infra-red views inject propellin Was a 7, my steps, and wit da few I make power jewels, drop jewelz, wit da crewz Inside a, outta da eyez of god can
we diggin a ditch The whole car rocking like we hittin a switch Tricking on the way that I slowly lick Your body up and down like a chick-o stick Cuz
a G [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I got oprah fron? da 80? s rapped up in rubber bands Party like a rockstar but dis ain't a rock band Throwin? money in da club changing up