in my sweater Pah, it's not a big fairy tale that's my M.O. Fuck bitches on the reg' with no problemo Iceberg, rabbits, and the fox and more Where I coped
Ill Baby, what the deal, we can chill Split half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
she ever seen [Fox] This is for the baller cats, all the cats That want a bitch to lay on her back The hell with that [T$] So Fox what you mean? [Fox
what the deal We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal Fuck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
the plans in his hand (Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) (Heartbeat props) I'm the type of guy that's sly like a fox An honor roll student in the
bag Give a fuck if that's your broad, she shouldn't be out We in the club lookin to put somethin fat in her mouth Easy! Hold on, I see a fox comin Between
to eat Don't even finish your plate complete When the bill come, you try to act like you can't see the receipt Walkin up the block with Vivica Fox type
hold of the chrome and gold True, he felt good as he walked his hood Bein' hunted every night like a bear in the woods See cops play the role of a fox
fly Starin' me down up out the corner of her eye ...might as well give it a try. Showin' bad spots kinda sorta remind me of baby girl from soul food Vivica fox
cockmatics I don't wanna talk to y'all if ya not attics I'm not average, my old school, stop passed it Seen my principal, showed off my fox fabric No
found out I ran with the Roc They wanna take a closer look, wanna examine the box Magazines want cameras to pop Them gonna catch me in the nude like a Samantha Fox
the game Chase to balance empty palettes But there are emotions...and relatives and... I'm relatively poor with social ills. (Voluntary solitude doesn't pay the bills
it Judge in his wig says it Fox and the rabbit And the nun in her habit I'm on fire Yeah, babe, I'm on fire Well, my mate, Bill Gates says it The President
got a high squeaky voice like a mouse in a can And that's the way that I am I wore baggy clothes, yeah, I was overweight Now, I'm a blue fox punk 'cause
.i.p., the king of the south Boys know I'm paid in full, so they clocking my dollas Me, poppy, joe and fox all riding impalas I'm breaking bread with
He's as smart as a fox, someone you can't fool He's dressed like a Capone and he makes the rules He's hard and he's tough and he pays the bill Surrounded
