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Song: | Gossip Folks |
Album: | | Genres: | |
Year: | 2002 |
Length: | 235 sec |
Lyrics:
When I walk up in the piece I ain't gotta even speak I'm a bad mamajama, goddammit Motherfucker, you ain't gotta like me
How you studying these hoes? Need to talk what you know And stop talking 'bout who I'm sticking And licking, jus mad, it ain't yours
I know y'all, poor y'all broke Y'all job jus hanging up clothes Step to me, get burnt like toast Muthafuckas adios amigos
Halves, halves, wholes, wholes I don't brag, I mostly boast From the V.A. to the L.A. coast Iffy kiffy izzy, oh
Musi ques, I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo, my kizzer Pous zigga ay zee
It's all kizza, it's always like It's all kizza, it's always like Na zound, wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee
When I pull up in my whip Bitches wanna talk shit I'm driving, I'm glad and I'm styling In these muthafuckas eyes, did you see it?
I'm gripping these curbs Skuur, did ya heard? I love 'em, my fellas, my furs I fly like a bird
Chicken heads on the prowl Who you trying fuck, now? Naw, you ain't getting loud Better calm down for I smack your ass down
I need my drums, bass high Has to be my snare, strings horns Yes, I need my Tim sound right, left Izzy kizzy looky here
Musi ques, I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo, my kizzer Pous zigga ay zee
It's all kizza, it's always like It's all kizza, it's always like Na zound, wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee
I don't go out my house shorty You just waiting to see Who gon' roll up in the club And then report that next week
Just wanna see who I am fucking, boy Sniffing some coke I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio
Yeah, okay, once upon a time in College Park Where they live life fast and they scared of dark There was a little nigga by the name of Cris Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit
Knowing he could rap, no one lifted hands So he went about his business and devised a plan Made a CD and then he hit the block 50 thousand sold, seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone, three years later Steeped out the swamp with ten and a half gators All around the world on the microphone Leaving the booth smelling like Barberry cologne
Still riding chrome, got bitches in the kitchen Never home alone and he's on the grind Please, let me know if he's on your mind
And respect you'll give me Ludacris, I live loud like Timmy Fuck, have to clear these rumors I got a headache and it's not from tumors
Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite Hard to the core, core to the right Drop down, turn around, pick a bale of cotton, yeah
Musi ques, I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo, my kizzer Pous zigga ay zee
It's all kizza, it's always like It's all kizza, it's always like Na zound, wa zee Wa zoom zoom zee
Musi ques, I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo, my kizzer Pous zigga ay zee
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