now pe-pe-peter put the pipe in Yes sir I am that b*tch, f*ck you silly like the rabbit Giddy up giddy up now wake diddy up diddy up diddy up Young money
im in love with your story and im love with your smell and your smile so keep on lifting, i wont stand in your way cuz im in love with you now baby ur
mom said "me and your grandma proud" I'm way too deep in the game to go sit back in the crowd Teacher told me get a job, save up for a 401(k) Man I'd
you make me waan fi join in Ready for the bump and grindin' Gyal, press up your body if you ready for me Like a queen size sheet, spread it for me Close up
the kings of rock now nigga, know-mean? Queens Day Cash made on Hollis Ave, queen's queen's queen's Yeah yeah yeah, make, make it, make it seem easy Queens
wants love and affection not the house of correction She stands where she stands It's all in her hands She had a diggy at Biggy Whatcha want for a giggy
I never lived the dream of the prom kings And the drama queens I'd like to think the best of me Is still hiding up my sleeve They love to tell you Stay
gloves I light it up and take off that beef and broccoli high Chocolate tie, green skunk, south Jamaica queens punk Stand up ya boy's back put ya grams up
run, my nigga 'Cause we been to known to rip shit up So keep yo' chains up 'Fore you lames get plucked, you shut the fuck up Shut the fuck up 'fore
You really don't have to do this Why do people jus ask for things When they don't really want it They should just shut up Uh uh uh uh (What?) Uh uh (
Chris Columbus when you discover me Under the covers undercover in reverie readily I'd say I was bigger than Jesus [7EVEN:] Stand off/hands off Save the formal apology for
niggaz up like that We bicoastal, nigga Cypress Hill family Niggaz better recognize We here to chastise Nigga, whoo bangin' That's how we hoo ride nigga No love for
niggaz up like that We bicoastal, nigga Cypress Hill family Niggaz better recognize We here to chastise Nigga, hoo bangin' That's how we hoo ride nigga No love for
We bicoastal, nigga Cypress Hill family Niggaz better recognize We here to chastise Nigga, whoo bangin' That's how we hoo ride nigga No love for none
Ah man game don't tell me you love her I mean I like the bitch I don't love her Next thing you know you gun be all Boogo upped with her and shit, fuck
her Made me strong so I can live with that So I gotta thank that Andrea for that [Hook] [Verse2: Yo Gotti] How many real niggaz can stand up and tell
up shit with a dash of the peppers Get blast for ya necklace Leave ya brains on the dash in ya Lexus We up in the club, dash for the exit Make ya spread
t'ai trouve Oh, love, love love love love, love, love Love love love love, love, love Love love love love, love, love Love love love love, love, love