her sight It had to been the ice Brown skin eyes slanted like Russell Simmon's wife Now i'm thinkin' about bustin' in her twice Blonde color corn braids best customer
like a mobile home cause ya trailer trash Thats why I sell work and melt the bags Cause the dimes so big it's lookin like Alka Seltzer tabs And the customers
she's in the dark zone old friends walk pass goin bout their own as if she is someone that they don't know then the king of kings lift her off the flo
he wants to die for the money Maybe he wants to kill for his country Whatever he wants, he's gonna get it! Tommy Gun You better strip it down for a customs
I wear my custom kicks I got my Jesus chain My canaries is gleaming though my angle wings They see me hoes acting like they seen a king With that mean
the Pisa My cards and my passport reads Dr. Philip L. Glascov At the airport where the FBI waiting with their taskforce Cleared customs, pulled the mustache
Take the motive vibe, eye of a killer Place drugs and arms on drug dealers Satan says "Satan get behind me" Georgio Armani, custom garments made from
Haschisch warum prollst du herum mit Schreckschussknarren sieh deine Mum hat schon mehr Sto?stangen gepimpert als West-Coast-Customs ich mach aus ihr
his ass black out, or even pull your fuking head To make his whole crew believers, you're harder than a bitch full of dicks But that don't be sounding like King
New Orleans The Rams won the Superbowl, bought myself a ring Whether you sparkle or you bling, don't matter same thing Thug drinkin mo', but Don the King
did change course since rippin it with Main Source Nine-one, nine-two, time flew Out of the blue, time for a new young king to rule Younger frame, older
Aye, do ya thang Aye, Aye, Aye [Repeat Intro Chorus] Aye, AYE! Fresh out the house got the beat on suicide as I ride up and down Martin Luther King
I'll and not saying a thing Gotta get right up when the skill is incredible Death is inevitable, if you got trouble obeying the king I guess when I bust
and the grave is dug Mean Mugs, nigga's ain't never seen love So they stream blood while I fiend bub full of green shrubs And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom
Or Not Because U Disrespectin Me U N Ur Man B Shot [Refrain: Wyclef Talken] [Verse 3: T.I.] Went Frm Da King Of The South 2 Da King Of The States Ridin
We posted up! We posted up nigga you know where we at [T-Rock] I keep my money stash in the cellar My life is crucial more suspense than a Stephen King
me, I rock thee, Versace and linen While you stop your grinnin wit bunch of foxy women Why you speed ball with cards, that's invalid I get clothes, custom