so I can floss my shit Pull a hoe in this bitch, pop some Mo' in this bitch Pull my whip up to the front, so I can floss my shit [Crazy] Spin a bend
me gettin' served My own mama say i'm thuged out my shit be bumpin out tha record store as if it was a drug house my lyrics bang like a Crip or Blood
My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me BLAT! Whattup homie For bitches who don't know me ... They wanna blow me Cause the shit I floss
she comprehend 'Cause she keyin' on my Benz While I'm sleepin', she be creepin' on me sneakin' in my pockets Lookin' for numbers in my phone And condoms in my
the khaki suits and the high tec boots Oops I'm comin' wid troops, fools Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot Blazin' and burnin' my grain This year
me My nigga, we know what ya thinkin' Bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me I'm comin' up outta my shit with some shit That be keepin' you runnin'
right there Wanna touch my nookie baby? Touch me right there Make me lose my mind baby? Touch me right there Party over here, ain't shit over there! [
that we always'll hit you off, what you say? You wondering why you feeling the force (force force) And don't you worry cause yo we ready to floss (floss floss
muhfucker...where my fuckin money?) Think i still aint crazy coz i cut my dread and if you short my cake im off side of your head (bitch where my fuckin
dont give a fuck son, we crazy Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy Madd rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is (CRAZY
Rule:] Now Ni**As Know I'm From New York But Shit I Love Cali-Forn-I-A From Back When Nwa Rocked The Black And Grey Raiders Shit On Some Gansta Shit Ni
nigga Clap up and hide you nigga been beside my niggas for this long i'm keeping my head right and tight and doe long I can go on, about shit I've been
what's it gonna be?! Busta Rhymes: All my people singing and waving your hands high Hot shit, burnin' and makin' your ass fry Baby, c'mon, give you the shit
J.D. got it locked crazy Where you at haters? Chorus [Jermaine Dupri] My cake thick, I live the life Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
need a ho in my life to blow on my dice So we can make our points twice and skate out a town I need that glow in my ice, E-Class Ladies screamin Jigga
blast' through the alleys in a beat-up Malley To the riots in Pelican Bay Where the fellas say buck-buck-buck everyday [Verse 3 - Big B] Floss mode, for my
