[Next] Whoahhh yes (Next) Honey yes yes (Big Pun) Intro/Chorus: Big Pun and Next (Sex) Sex money and drugs (Money) Where I rest it's all about
on crossin threw the yellowstone bout to scoop me a yellowbone po sex to my stop one time for me to play my song and they better leave Moe alone In other
like i beat on the hyve busta take that kinda mouthin and a skiet in her eye she can see where im comin from ,but seein suprised other brallz told about
dick is a detachable penis an extension of my manhood positioned like a fetus an intravenous hook-up feeds bullets to my magazine nevermind the bullocks, my pistol is a sex machine guns yo (sex
able to leave the cradle I don't remember the dinners, only the kilos on my kitchen table Sittin right beside a pistol And I'm watchin my pops, pick up
who deal with paganism False teaching, were here to civilize a whole region Right and exact, my brain contains inner, outer tissues While you be popping pistols
Belson was a gas I heard the other day In the open graves where the jews all lay Life is fun I wish you were here They wrote on postcards to those held
play johnny b. goode; he'll sing through my eyes. Other voice: (? ? ? ) Paul(? ): tell john. tell him. Johnny: what? Paul(? ): tell him. (? ? ? ) Other
[Next] Whoahhh yes (Next) Honey yes yes (Big Pun) [Intro/Chorus: Big Pun and Next] (Sex) Sex money and drugs (Money) Where I rest it's all about whips
her get on the ave It's mind manipulation in every situation There's a pimp an' a ho Somebody roll this Dayton downhill Takin' the easy way While the other
instinct takes control Jam to techno, groove to soul to soul You been arrested, now you're being tested The beat is a sex fiend, you're being molested Stead drum kicks like pistol
on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break, Show up and muthafuckas bow down, recognize Westside, Death Row, Outlaw, Ridaz, Untouchable mob of pistol
letter That says WEEZY BABY no one can do it better Cause fuck them other niggas cause the sqad is my niggas yeh Fuck them other niggas cause the sqad is my niggas yeh Fuck them other
good in the bag, take it straight to the ugly Made in New York, it spread now we raping the country Stay with the vest, triple x pistols and sex Money
far we got here, I been in places that you never been, colored money, get it Netherlands, I get around like a ceiling fan, I need my chips with dip or meet my pistol
the toilet You probably should CALL THE PLUMBER! You niggas get dumb and dumber thinkin you can come around and test me! Like these other niggas well
for Lato's, pure straight out Bolivia Peru, uncut baby, what? Life is a struggle, that's why niggas I know stay on the juggle Some hustle to double, others
like I beat on the hyve Busta take that kinda mouthin and a skiet in her eye She can see where I'm comin from, But seein suprised other brallz told about