Till Willie moved in next door and he's made my life a wreck Now the girls are always over at Willie's 'cause Willie's got a big deck With a hot tub
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get wreck with the new style It's '93 and MC's are gettin' buck wild But I ain't a nigga That's gonna get left with a big zero as a figure I'm gonna end up with a big
You can get a plastic rapper from any ol'dispenser A penny a yard, to make a record ain't hard But to make it mean something that's a job But then we
you on the street Turns out it was a bag of trash Just a big ol' bag of trash I thought you looked like a bag of trash Dream girl I pitch a tent when
a half a deck, yep -Chorus-Will.i.am- Come on, come on, come on, come on/ Baby, I got the cush and a bottle patron so let's get it crackin' let's
but accused as a cheater She had a good deck but she picked the wrong card Had a kid, now she's realizin' life is hard A big time dope dealer's all
's getting bigger But ain't nothing changed I still got the game To handle all you bitch niggas So a nigga's always strapped Nuts been big since a kid
know you wanna ride You a star and it shows What's hapnin'? What's up? What's up? Let's go, let's go, let's go Girl shake dat laffy taffy Dat laffy
you need a G-mix Something like a remix Instead it's for the G's in the street and the bad bitches What's a bad bitch she a hood classic Big thighs
I think you need a G-mix Something like a remix Instead it's for the G's in the street and the bad bitches What's a bad bitch she a hood classic Big thighs
, I'm a bullet on my block How you dope when you payed for your billboard spot? Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane It's the funk doctor Spock
If the bass ain?t kickin', pick up the phone Dial 911, tell 'em, turn it on Bumped a cute young tender in a tight red dress She had a soft booty, and a real big
trying to peel my cap I got a million dollars and a million raps Short Dogg's on the mic spitting real shit Seen my videos lately, got my real fix I
start a riot Let's ride, let's ride, let's go, let's go Let's ride, let's ride, let's go, let's go Let's ride, let's ride, let's go, let's go Let's
what up, yo, ey The homey ODB said what up, though, ey We got the Chef on deck as if you didn't know It's sharp as fuck, Wu, that's what up Pack it up
We got females that got it like that The golden child's that bone the crowd See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang got
