Put it up up up get your luggage in the trunk these aren't fingers they aren't snakes that make a sound building houses out of bricks line them up up
like this ever Baby Gangster uptown representer Cuttin' shit up chop you down off top you'll remember I be spinnin the binnin No laughin no grinnin Drop my nuts twerk it up
song about pimps and hoes Cars and clothes, Idol Gods, Golden Cabs, Louie Scarfs I do this for the love, and it's free of charge I don't need jail to be behind bars
a heart attack he's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back you shoudn't come around here singing up at people like that anyway
hoes and ball Strip hoes in bars, steal clothes from malls "Arms, and ya city's got the.." [3x] Titties saggin lookin like they got four arms Gold
, I'll butt fuck Goldie Hawn bare In a lawn chair - cause I'm there... (Kurt Russell.) With Kurt Russell. Saying: "Come 'ere, Goldie! " - You want my
B.B., straight up, Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius.. It's the Ol' D-d-dza-za-za Diiiirty Bastard! [music starts] [ODB] Straight Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it up
B.B., straight up, Masta Killa, the Gza, the Genius.. It's the Ol' D-d-dza-za-za Diiiirty Bastard! [music starts] [ODB:] Straight Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it up
of a child who never knew his roots Looked up to pimps and to hustlers in the eel-skin boots Parkin Caddies on the sidewalk, gangsta talk Truckin diamonds and gold
crew Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try
the surface And it's fool's gold Fool's gold Fool's gold Amy: Make new friends but Keep the old But remember What is gold What is gold What is gold Now
gave me a heart attack" Yeah well, he's underneath the window now she's singing, "Hey, la, my boyfriend's back You shouldn't come around here singing up
spendin mad loot Her style's wild with the blade in her purse Slice her twice before you feel the first Sweatin Madison Avenue high-class bars with plenty
walk this mile Like anyone What could be found In this sweet damaged smile The cage is found Fool's gold inside Is there a key to the Bars of
say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up They say I'm cocky, and I say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up I'm from
: [Killah Priest:] My man rolled up a path of souls Said he packed with gold Lit it up, took a puff his eyes has closed Coughed in his speech, said the
blow up 'Cause I can stand still and watch the world blow up 'Cause I can stand still and watch the world blow up 'Cause I can stand still and watch the
Plus I drop math then I blast like a stealth The bars you spit I use for chin ups Soon as you lay 'em down, I press the bench up Then I start spinning
