her go 'Cause a ho gon be a ho, nigga that's in the game So all you niggas that be taking them out and buying thangs That's less I got to do plus that
got luxurious custom made yachts Burial plots, for my niggaz hit with fatal shots There's no need for us to spray up the scene I use less men, more powerful
like your hips can?t breathe Im in the spot with my wrist on freeze N a couple of thugs with a grip on squeeze Pair of champs on, I get my limp on like
looking at me he's wait til tomorrow don't want him to know next time he orders tea release and turn turn and limp away turn and limp away the maid:
About this guy right here Bust it A brainiac, con artist to the T able to geese you and me Talks like a psychotic pimp, walks with a limp but he's a
into a solo Remember that, kid, so whatcha wanna do And where ya gonna run when your stari'n down the cable of my mic Pointed at yo grill like a gun Limp
middle of the side of the road I'm a cynical baby So your god fell in love with the war well he's only your god I'm the first male lesbian I feel less
But it was nothin' but a broken-down barnacle barge! And if it wasn't for my girlfriend, I wouldn't a went Because the captain was a cross-eyed hunchback with a limp
One more time I'ma flow, I'm a freestyle pro Walkin' inside the club and dismantlin' the show Houston, Texas, is the home of the playas and pimps Sace (Versace) down with a limp
?) 'Cause I remember all those years How it was when you were here I remember how it was How it was when you were young Yesterday was so long ago (Long ago) Kid Rock and Limp
then I'm gonna enter in and up under your skin like a splinter The center of perfection, back for the winter I'm interesting The less thing since wrestling
here First, we'd put Him on hold We'll get Him a deal and a good looking haircut We'd make Him look less old Less good and less old Tell Him to get
In the movie of your life They'll get some real jerk to be you Edited so he can act Cast because of his tvq In the movie of your life You'll be less famous
off stage with a swift kick You might sling from my dick Matter of fact You's a trick Sell you on the coner for two bucks a less You be selling your rhymes
We move like the special forces, green beret Heavily around my throat, I don't play Shit brand new, back in eighty-nine, the same way The God P walk with a limp
, cheeky, it's fly Got the ravishing urger, waiver on deck, my sea port In the regional hydro-park, post card, and get praised Hottest M.C.'s, blazing the hemp, limp
And see if you can wreck this You thought I was a lover And didn't expect this Style I specify but now you can testify Thee not a less the best is I
Nigga begging for credit, he's knockin? out teeth Clockin? much dollars on the 1st and 15th kay shizze is a real fuckin' G Big lot of money, nothing less