you C me shawty get Topless When you see me shawty Get topless Pretty Ricky Baybayay P Ricky Baybayay Yeah, woahiput the Skirts on the whip Dressed it up Got a friend chop
the tape on pause And listen to the incredible shit that I kick, my man Give me five on the backhand then stick Your finger in a hole and chop the stick
I know this girl, she'd bust a gun for me And I'm about to send her out of town with half a ki This bitch is crazy but baby's crazy cute She's known for
at you and whodi who wit you Your body ain't nothing but grizzle, I can see through the tissue They gon' think you was in gymnastics how the chopper
some tricking Don't pay them hoesass niggas! My Niggas! Bishop Don Juan piumpin' ass niggas! Your Niggas! Be some 22 havin' ass niggas! My Niggas! Be some chopper
been tried before, my shit's stress, with no lactose at all I mean I'm just limpin' 'cuz right now I see the profit Show me some grams I chop it, show
, hangin wit me, so I gives a fuck, Nummy-Num gonna go ahead an drink his self to death, nigga you wanna chop it up wit me, go through death yoself
t even make a spirit to stick So yo, they can go and find another dealer to fade I got a business in my name, and my taxes is paid They only mad 'cause they bussin' they chops
my back, baby Everybody singin' now, 'cept for the fat lady I may be half crazy but I feel full blown Huntin' for a fire to throw my little wood on Chop, chop
they can't get me back cuz they broke a deal Told me green and sold me teal And I'm outta place cuz I'm outer space with mind Yeah I'm outta my crazy
I slam a lot I'll make her happy with my fingers, I'm a handle lot I'm just crazy Socialize, negotiate and cut 'em off, we cut 'em off Socialize, negotiate
says the learning starts burning, he aint certain, now hes standing on the side of the curb, trying to make a profit off herb, he's only 13, chopping
blowing off Blad, you're blowing out You told Logan you're Mix CD was finished But you're constipated, your sh*t ain't coming out Now know I got sick beats, and crazy
Low rider, low rider Low rider, low rider Aw, comin' through fo' real, we, Cypress Hill Oh baby, got that crunk for yo' trunk goin' gangsta crazy We
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it off But Bob wouldn't knock it off 'cause he's crazy and off his rocker Crazier than Slim Shady is off the
There's not much you could do or say to phase me People think I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to
in Tiffany's Goin' crazy Throwing hundreds She just brings me whatever she says She can get it all cause her baby get the dough Up in Imperial Fez You ain't never had lamb chops
Related Addicts And Crack And Bases My Status Is Cracking Faces Embarrassing Cracking Vases At The Dinner Party I Took No Slow Classes Baby But Yes I Been Retarded You See My Folks Acting Crazy