the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the
live Only if you want it Me and my guitar go back like the days of the RMC's (C'mon check out my melody) The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef Through any contest
see the rocks, me I got you shocked Why not? You see the recipe Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga} Biggie [Keith Murray] I'm from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y
s-solider I t-t-t-t-told ya I ain't come to play y'all My mind has gone AWOL Find it I will pay y'all My money is yay tal,l okay y'all? Yo' digit stack
about two hundred dog, what's happening'? [Dealer] I got you weed though [Wish] Man this ain't no damn chronic! What the f**k?!?! [Chorus] Let me tell me y
, I roll with the best, see? Who in the fuck wanna test these niggas From the S-C-T, C-L-E? We got heat Y'all know what happened to the thief When the
Y'know in bein player, the new generation they don't understand what it's like to be a player. I mean everybody they like to be with money. So much
foxes But if I becomes a 10 then some brothers all some gin And I got juice, and this niggas scared I'll F your head up, like the L.A. 4, when I flow
this rap shit f**k they talkin bout Niggas cant sell records so they blame it on tha South I be all through Shreve-port Louisiana ballin Like who the f
0 tha big merk tell y0 baby mama 2 st0p callin my bl0win up my ph0ne when u aint h0me lay y0 bed lay y0 ph0ne pocket full 0f green black lac wit tha lapt
never even gave this thing a T R Y Don't understand these feelin's you try to hide Now all the sudden you been actin' F U N N Y How could you do this
change that game around And I bet y'all really gon' hate him now Why don't you come ride with me? One mo' time! N E dash L L Y If you didn't like me
Ain't nothin' but pimpin' these days, G My n*** C got locked up But these real h*** still know they gots to f*** Give a f***, what you say $hort Dog f
ones man, y'know? They don't really understand this playerism Just gotta break it down to 'em, keep it real y'know? I'm a P F L, sworn to the P.I. I
P Funk, F U N K, u stank Down with the P Funk, F U Down with the P Funk, F U N K (U stank) Why not? P Funk, F U N (Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
get it get it Bitches, take it from a real motherfuckin' pro Y'all get that dough, we don't trust these niggas They gon' pimp if you let them From N.Y
L F. Good Night America - We Love You Thank You, United States of America, All right, Y'all be bood tonight "Are those Guys for real? I mean whats with