boots on your nutsac Well, I'm Shaggy and I'm in the house You don't think so, I'll put a brick in your mouth Can't nobody flex on a nutty clown I got
on and rap, bald-headed fuck Aw shit, homeboy, you should of seen me I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of MD Straight passed-out on his mother's bed
in my bed Woke up to find my brain fell out my head Stuffed it back in with a screwdriver, I'm that much liver I can walk on my hands on a tight rope
get it on, ain't nuthin wrong, with a little Bump N Grind (Bump N Grind) Now that's what my man say Sometimes I lay in my bed, and I dream of bein hand
more chilling I know they gone criticize the hook on this song Like I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song Bed-Stuy Brooknon took on the world Shit
we on a brick, we on a brick" [Dame:] "you don't wanna catch a brick" You gotta be under an umbrella, you'll get rained on. I told Hiphop and Hiphop was
our wings on fire This you-and-I thing's bound to die Tell me whatever happened to our bed of roses And why it turned into a bed of thorns I'm the bird on
for real Hit to kill It gets messy when I grip my steel [Scat-D] Explosive flows like my rapture Distinctive part on my counter Faster them get pure gon? capture Dropping you like a tonne a bricks
writing on the wall And brick by brick this world will fall My god - I don't need it Estimated number of people in the world who go to bed hungry every
For exactly what she is? Years passed by, we left that red brick building Left Mario behind For a brand new house But my dark brown skin On the
yo Well who you know with ten mil' on a plaque? Hit the Superbowl once so they brought me on back Ride around with my Grammy's on the 'Llac Better bag
: Winter coming Winter push on (push on) Oh, winter push on Winter is so long Winter moves on The last night on Maudlin Street Goodbye house, goodbye
, my goonies by the bar We ghetto superstars, they know just who we are We pistol poppers, chopper choppers, blame it on the bar Yeah, I'm disrespectful, neglectful when I be on
Let's attack Let's bite and scratch Flesh on flesh We can love each other both to death Set each other both on fire Let's burn this bed Burn this bed
to to grab my nuts And those that luv to sing Those on the speaker stacks And those where the tally whacker whacks And those that whisper sweet nothings While laying on
cking the world and n-gga and I aint cum yet! You f-ck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet The
nigga and I ain't cum yet! You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet The guns are drawn and
don't care, Anyhow, anywhere, anytime I swear, As son up on a Nigga, I will run up on a Nigga With the gun up on a Nigga, now I'm one up on a Nigga I