a Mazarati [unverified] My outer wear is Gucci but my underwear is polo You say you getting money but you baby mama say You got a dollar in yo pocket,
nothin' Wasn't livin' like thanks giving, I was turkey without the stuffin' Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the poorhouse Say mama caught
Timbos hey (I got old Timbos mama, let me, let me, can I hit that?) Oh Lord, look nigga (C'mon mama let me hit that) Get the fuck on out of my face talkin
, you in da way. You owe money nigga, aw man, now why you make me put yo' business in da street. Now niggaz know you ain't shit, damn! I see yo' punk
stuck Indo calm a nigga down but keeps a nigga pumped My partners mamas smokin rocks and turns into a hoe His sister fuck with fat rat niggaz that got
with nothin Wasn't livin like Thanksgiving, I was turkey without the stuffin Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the poorhouse Say mama
Oh yeah... as we celebrate hip-hop, baby, whoa Yeah, it's Ghostface and the man Kid Capri Let's celebrate New York, around the world, and Yo, Ghostface
you in da way. You owe money nigga, aw man, now why you make me put yo' business in da street. Now niggaz know you ain't shit, damn! I see yo' monkey
do' My outer wear is Gucci But my underwear is polo You say you getting' money But you baby mama say You got a dollar in yo pocket Say my nigga youse
(feat. 50 Cent) [50 Cent:] GGGGGGG G Unit [Verse 1: Tony Yayo] In New York you get stalked like a snake's prey Yo the streets is a battle field you
[Tony Yayo:] You guys got fat while I starve man From now on nothing goes down without me G Unit sneakers, films nothing [Chorus: Tony Yayo] You don'
in da way. You owe money nigga, aw man, now why you make me put yo' business in da street. Now niggaz know you ain't shit, damn! I see yo' monkey ass
ghetto I'm a sucker for cornrows, niggas in Timbos hey (I got old Timbos mama, let me, let me, can I hit that?) Oh Lord, look nigga (C'mon mama let me
