to stare right through ya Jump off a boxcar and blow into town Pick a fight with two beer cans and a torn candy wrapper The broom sweeping up the alley
after I get bartended I'ma walk up and choose you hope your friends don't get offended I'ma playa I don't dance what I gotta dance for I just pick hoes
I thought of the contract I'd made with him and I took down from the shelf The swell black box with the silver plate he'd picked out for hisself And
, wait around and see Chorus Now see the sun rising again Brand new colors, brand new man again Picking up the pieces of the brokenness Sweeping up
At times I feel it's the spot I'll get killed at [Verse 2] Now in the entertainment industry they have sweeps weeks But it's Thursday in my hood when they sweep
darkness trying to see Pity the sight Try to wipe up last night That's not the kind of guy I want to be Chorus Sweeping the city streets Oh picking
! Hoh! Hoh! Let me switch up the game On the flo' I fall back Step back ?cause I might put it on ya I go deep, so deep then I sleep So sweep cross the
me she likes my shit I just smile and think how great it would be If I could just hit this chick with a quick leg sweep (Leg sweep) So I pick up my
my mum and dad You ain't the king and queen. My teachers never liked me, said I had a nasty mind Always gave me extra work and made me stay behind They picked
a shame Killin' has became a fame I cannot see my brains layin On the ground I keep my 9 on my waistline Chop 'em down Picks up the shells to leave no
a shame Killin' has became a fame I cannot see my brains layin On the ground I keep my 9 on my waistline Chop 'em down Picks up the shells could leave
West with my hand go and get me some break em off with my pump I gots to come through and I gots to get dumb boys steady swervin pickin em up at Sterling
man The bright lights keep flashing, the women keep on dancing With the clowns, they pick me up when I'm down The Rodeo Clowns, they pick me up when
A clean up woman is a woman who Gets all the love we girls leave behind. The reason I know so much about her Is because she picked up a man of mine. Jumpin
, cramped day away And the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas Yes the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas He was picking speed as the
battle That didn't mean nothing Except to the few that remained You see a couple hundred slants Had trapped the other five tanks And had started to pick
things get messy when it hits the fan But I'll be there just to help you to the very end I can be your Mister Clean, just wipe them tears Sweep away
-town hit man I'll make ya shit man Pay my stick man to do my dirt I'm filthy rich man My thugs always hang around the top dog of all dogs Make em pick