around anymore. and there is this hum in our heads and we're exhausted again. Screaming sound that goes on and on and on and... like steady medication wearing out
around anymore. And there is this hum in our heads And we're exhausted again. Screaming sound that goes on and on and on and... Like steady medication wearing out
bomb, with the bomb I'm a real role figure, lemme tell you what I think I like women, I like steaks I like cars with the candy paint And an iced out booty with an iced out
a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope Tupac string a nigga up, hit the mob dope So what's up Punk You want what I got step to me wrong fuck around and
for these lyrics. [Intro] This goes out to all you ladies out there. A lot of you won't grow up to be lawyers or doctors, but you have a dream. And
game nigga where Hosted on the block In the black ass In that all black phantom hug a block like a bear Yeah That V12 is roaring Flying through the city with the pedal to the floor and
ain't went nowhere like havin' Hair with stylin' gel in it, throw a curl in it Dread that nappy shit up, throw a shell in it Whatever floats your boat or finds your lost remote And
pedal on the floor girl pull up to your house, open the door girl take you up stairs so you can shine like a go girl make your niggers toes curl ..
' YouTube up Or you could come with me to the White House Get your suit up, you stuck on being hardcore I chuck the deuce up, peace out Medusa Welcome
baby school bus 26's make em stop when i pull up And my pants sag low like i was rockin a pull-up When i stop and i pull up ima be already full of Vodka
I got one more and now eight is enough You know at nine we hit the club and we'll have some fun And get ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom Now the
*(Ager Man)* Get ready to get yo gats out niggaz fo all you wacked out niggaz bitch made batched out niggaz jaw jacked out niggaz I'm not gonna to patch out
be gafflin', rolled out all yo scratch You broke, so you whips up a dangle batch To get enough to cop a zip, I'm stackin' up my grip Got my 380 out so
out and if I'm in the place then get the fuck out you come across me blood your lucks out yeah and no I'm jus not givin up na I don't give a fuck yeah
givin and niggaz was dippin She wanted me and my crew to come through and I couldn't find CJ, Toones was out of town And Mack and Cube wasn't out nowhere
filter I like it when it's lag time Let my pants sag time Let go and let my drawers show And let them get so low That I can let my funk fling out I
together and have a few laughs And do what we like Yeah, and do what we like, yeah And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance,
it free, but you? Youse a big trick You helped the pimps get paid, took a shot at catching AIDS And got your wife turned out by the butler and the maid
