fly dime, brick and a chrome piece Coming for that gwop, yeah nigga, you got beef [skit of Ghostface and co. speaking during concert follows]
wanna play when October is lookin bloody and Satanistic Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin shit then turbulence, don't get nervous when I wreck arenas Concert
understood why The girls twirk for a baller not a 9 to 5 Barely makin' it with disgust behind your eyes So I just grip my piece, rip off fleece Out to
s a shoulder where Death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece that was torn
trash Now everybody thinks the new wave is super Just ask Linda Ronstadt or even Alice Cooper It's a big hit, isn't it Even if it's a piece of junk It
. Now everybody thinks the new wave is super. Just ask Linda Rondstat, or even Alice Cooper. It's a big hit, isn't it, even if it's a piece of --
, yeah And it'll make em clap to this And it'll make em clap to this Come on, yeah You know, a lot of deejays, they're just short pieces of statues My
be on a poster, soon! This time man's blowing up, kaboom! All ma man are full 'uh air, baloons! Wha'dya know about holdin' a piece, Cachoon! Everybody
really wanna play when October is lookin bloody and Satanistic Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin shit then turbulence, don't get nervous when I wreck arenas Concert
wanna play when it over is lookin bloody and Satanistic Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin shit i'm turbulence, some get nervous when I wreck arenas Concert
I always understood why the girls twerk For a baller not a 9 to 5 Barely makin' it with disgust behind your eyes So I just, grip my piece, rip off fleece
in ya Tell the maid from my toes to my shoulder blade Extreme act up on front stage, make 'em back up You get that workout that head piece gettin' slapped
fuckin' chest Splatted body pieces while blood drips off your girl?s dress I?m ready for more progress, have your head sent home And a piece of your
C-Cyphers sprayed up like windshield wipers While I'm guzzlin' Piper's, changin' my son's shitty-ass diapers Dime piece trapped in sync like many time piece
that's dark and lovely, Smooth and suave, that's why girls dream of me, And not to flaunt, I love a flirt with a skirt And after a concert, a little neeeaaah
at girlpower.com (Weren't you the one that sold your soul?) Trying to buy back (Every time you leave the say, "Oh no") A little piece of me (Why did
in love with you Casanova Brown Standing room only, the concerts so loud Everyone's there for the party, the hush turns to a shout Everyone's got a piece
the rain It sucked him out the window, he ain't come home again All she can remember's that it sounded like a train Pieces of that truckstop Litter up