[Black Thought] My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia played Simple familiar ways, like how she kneeled and prayed Willin, master forgive
it up Take anther pool and pass out on the furniture Hip-Hop, all of me, I just wanna party Grab somebody, sing "La ti dad dy" It's 7-P la, suits to di
I'm gone That's word is bond on my moms That's the squad motto, got beef we call Rallo Dame Un Trago, he go to war wit a bottle Simple as dat, flip
Wack? Uhh your friend and mine Bink Chipperwink (Applause) Hello everybody I'm Bink Chipperwink And this is Phat or Wack! The rules are simple Each one
weed and liquor, some people prefer hash Put on a condom, stick your celery sticks in her gash Anally I stick it, marshmallows and lemon heads in they ass Nothin' simple
taught you well, gave you earrings that I bought you well Chorus [kool keith] Sippin real smooth wine, galactic glasses, wearin maskes Her suit is
on the hill Supergalactic lover In my monkey green rag top Seville Sippin' real smooth wine, galactic glasses, wearin' masks Her suit is armor leather
unkind And they see me as a potential new recruit They rub their hands, slap their backs and smile But I still wear suspenders underneath my business suit
m so, so, so sexy All the boys, all the silly boys, they wanna fight over me Up in Paris, in the Hilton Suite I'm still chasin', yeah, still patiently
world spun around her everywhere that she would go But even my friend Billy knew that she was just a - oh no She had such a way to twist and turn a simple
the life of leisure Get to work and work gets done Best at being was not best at all Face the facts, being best got fitter Simple tastes won't suit
they'd sooner see us die than o-oh come and die next to us up to her knees in men keep hitting and the white suits fuck like bad television latest simple
comfortable Only meant the gun them bust out And people in New York how you done know someone? Ayo, everybody needs her simple and plain My homegirl Money Jane, I say again Everybody needs her simple
is a bust (Hold onto your wits) All you sorry motherfuckers up against the wall If you don't play, bite the dust 'Cuz in a couple of simple fuckin'
? Been taking notes on the way to people getting rich, check list this see which is the best fit, utilize your tools implement a strategy, motivate your clientele with simple
start hemorrhaging And damn, it's cloggin' up, the blood he didn't smell The masses, disastrous, plenty closed caskets And asses, when I turn, we burn crews to ashes Niggas take the simple
Too much of my sugar, might give em a cavity And oh no we can't have that, now can we My premeditated, propaganda Got em in they birthday suit, like a
' in the wind Then the sunset melts into a line of clouds Well, life is slow out here but it sure suits me fine 'Cause it's the simple things that strum