to hold you down and change your way of life But no judge or lord above can tell you what to do Get Up, Get Up One day when we get away high upon
crazy, finest females, i spit game on, i spray tha, get your papes on, playa on playa, get your papes on, play on playa, get your papes on..uh [Verse
shit than u ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford
Pshhhh, We Messed Up Grammy Night, Damn Right, We Got Dressed Up Bottle After Bottle Till We Got Messed Up In The Studio With Really-Tho Yeah, He Next Up
me say Michelle, my belle Yo I'll be gone til November Standin on the block where the spot get hot, selling rocks Guaranteed to get set up, by crooked
a kid Met a pretty little indian girl Along the way Get her into my car And tried to give her a kiss I'll give you beads and wampum Whatever it takes, girl
up If you all up in the back - light it up Pockets on stand - light it up Your pockets just flat - light it up If you came to get down - light it up If
dance for the family ya know Elliott ness, me I hold it down til dead before dishonor trust, what me Tell ya Dylan Dillinger, join the family all West Indian
a kid Met a pretty little Indian girl ALong the way Got her into my car And tried to give her a kiss I'll give you beads and wampum Whatever it takes, girl
crazy Finest females I spit game on, I sprayed her Get your papes on, play on playa Get your papes on, play on playa Get your papes on Ruby red grapefruit
, come up in the room get Wi-Fi heat talk down baby you don't know about me imma freaky freaky deaky homeboy up in the sheets R.I.P. baby girl pooo nahhh
than you ever thought of Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask, "If we talk about classics do my name get brought up?" I remember I couldn't afford
better @#%$ than u ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout glasses, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn
shit than you ever thought of Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' 'bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn'
what listen to me [verse 1] you'll never catch me in that baby mama bizz again im pushin da g-5 all da girls tryna say my hair look indian and they
think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than u ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up
on the five-fifteen! [Brooks](spoken) Then I'll have the car waiting at the station- [Jackie & Lee](spoken) Auntie Edith! Auntie Edith! [Edith](spoken) Girls, girls
a cab, you knowI heard a siren screamPulled over to the cornerAnd I fell into a dreamThere were two men eating penniesAnd three young girls who criedThe West
