Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome For your half time viewin? pleasure From Kansas City, Missouri The strange league drill team We comin' to yo' town
babys, for youporn ladies I want you drink up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa) Till im lazy and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa) Okay baby
one right here's for the Riot Makers! The moshers! The stompers! The jail breakers! We gon start this shit off right! We got KCMO in the house tonight! We gon start
off Let me see your bald head, that's right I got you on Kodak, your pictures are goin' out to Black Tail, you're gonna be a star, yeah I heard you
I got love for you baby mad love for you baby (nat)you say you wanna fuck wit me (lady) let me smother you baby see the thug in you baby (nat) if the
like Mary J. Honeys at the bar sippin' Alaze Cru and Lox is your hair remain, I know you brailin' me, baby Yogi's in the lead, you're trailin' me, baby
racin' I thank God that I am not basic I am not basic, I am not a human being Uh, rock star, baby Now come to my suite and get lockjaw, baby Rich nigga
that hoe, flaming Boys looking strange and they girls stare too 'Cause we hop out the roof, talking about what it do On the late night when the stars
runnin' Peanut-butter leather seat, with big truck on it I must've kidnapped the nigga man-huntin' 'Cause I heard 'em hollain' hold on baby I'm comin' Far away the stars
But baby, it's strange to me Whenever I feel like I'm sinking You make a beautiful scene Don't lie to me And I wouldn't lie to you, oh no And baby I
mad when you get hit in the head with that brick (Gangsta Boo) Gangsta Boo, (Crunchy Blac) Crunchy Blac (Gangsta Boo) Both worlds star 69 baby its official
Looking cool, baby, walking hard Wasn't that you fallin' drunk out of that black girls car Yeah, wasn't that you? Baby, wasn't that you? Baby wasn't
Now that my baby ain't around Now that my baby ain't around Now that my baby ain't around Now that my baby ain't around My baby baby ain't around Now
they deserve the innocent get the strays everything aint all gravy baby niggas are subject to change and it gotta be the paper cause niggas is acting strange
kids and ghosts Are spirits that we ought to set free. Then city slicker pickers got a lot of Slicker licks than me. But ridin' the range and acting strange
pass that weed i got to light one, [Twista] Nigga money livin' marvelous, in god we trust, don't too many niggas wanna start wit us, got big guns in