will come runnin' (When nature calls) You know, them girls don't mind comin' (When nature calls) You know, them boys will come runnin' (When nature calls) You know them girls don't mind
I spend my money on you Boy toy, I love you so Never no stress, let's keep this flow I know you feel the same way, too (Seeking) Black female (Word) Seeking black
my nigga shot done served that nigga a sac and told me that he had 3 mo' niggas posted out back bring this on 'cause right by the back door is my 'causein
is like The feeling that you get when all your friends Surprise you on your birthday Sex wit you is like Like I made the last shot And everybody?s screaming my name Sex wit you is
it, dont fight it dance with your grandma, ill be dancing with your auntie, put my hand on her bum gettin lively SWITCH!! now i move onto your girlfrend, me dancin with your girl
back "It's weezy baby!" the boy is back And the wheels on my car you got a order that Stop playing, I've been balling jack You don't want my glock spraying
brain Nothin's changed in a city flask Where niggas lurk in black shirts pants and low hats, forever Until the job is done and no one's left My man jeff
set in the black on black With macs With red dots on 'em Will leave you flat Yo' moms with the black on her On the front level 6 ft. is where you be there
on fire) Them niggaz is the (hot, hot,) we on fire Them niggaz is the (hot, hot,) we on fire Them niggaz is the (hot, hot,) we on fire Them niggaz is
On Fire) Them niggaz is the (Hot, Hot,) We On Fire Them niggaz is the (Hot, Hot,) We On Fire Them niggaz is the (Hot, Hot,) We On Fire Them niggaz is
We on fire) Them niggaz is the (Hot, hot) We on fire Them niggaz is the (Hot, hot) We on fire Them niggaz is the (Hot, hot) We on fire Them niggaz
B.G.'s What's happenin' little B.G. bring it to these niggas When I got that iron in my hand I'ma sling it When I got that drama on my mind I'ma bring
the woman of this house, my best defense is my mouth And, I give you good love, I cook you dinner And like Halle and Denzel, your wife is a winner So on
-Paul Sartre While I'm going to class studying my notes He's eating baby fetuses and sacrificing goats He tricks the freshman girls into eating apples Holding black
my roommate, so junior year was Hell He lacked social skills and had a pungent smell When your roommate is the devil, it can be extremely whack Putting posters on
from Hell, leaves his pitchfork in my bed I?m in a satanic panic 'cause he is messing with my head He was the roommate from Hell, his name is Lucifer
lazy anymore This is psychopath, this is psych rap With violence, violence My life is stranded on an island with no food and beautiful women feeding my ego or what little is left No, this is
clown wit us Hold on, this shit here is for the establishment Niggas that's havin' shit and if you ain't roll on and stroll on This is the spot were