ass nigga On this back then if it is on your mind Then we got this second line in for you (master p) In for you What about you and you Don't fuck with
out with a blast Cash in your life nigga When you playing with me I'll give you work Break ya off ya face B.G. [Lac] Cadillac's the name I run with So
keep the crowd controlled with no drama Four chicken wings with shrimp fried rice, that's good Beef and broccoli with a little white rice, that's good Chicken chow mein with
nose swollen up like Toucan If you think you can fuck wit the Wu Clan You get ya nose swollen up like Toucan If you think you can fuck wit the Wu clan You
despite his concupiscent attraction to Queenie, runs off after Ugly as the relieved Lowbutt consoles her seduced and abandoned house mate. Meanwhile back at the duckyard, Drake is burdened with
And their big romance at the State Fair You might say that their love has no future The crowd around his feet may taunt and tease But pardner don't you
you never changed. You kept it so thorough We did the same thing, poppin champagne to we earled You shocked the world, twin, every time you rapped on a track You
and the plan come apart in your hand, you look contorted on yourself your ridiculous prop. You forgot what you meant when you read what you said, and you always knew you
or beast Yeah the road's washed out - weather not fit for man or beast Funny, how the things you have the hardest time parting with Are the things you
's the way I feel about it, You'll be trying to hitch a ride with me. Hey, you will all be coming round, With the time that you've found yourself, Free
is how it feels getting hit with a drill caps we peel high as a hill and you know the crowds I thrill and from here on to Nashville you know we lookin
Gucci sweater The house that's built on a rock can stand the weather Faith, can stand the weather But is your house, upon the rock Or is it on sand and
out, weather not fit for man or beast Well the road washed out, weather not fit for man or beast Funny, the things you have the hardest time parting with
You'll be trying to hitch a ride with me. Hey, you will all be coming round, With the time that you've found yourself, Free yourself from the crowd.
thing you never fuck with is my blood or my cash nigga [A.D.] You want me to get crunk You want me to pop the trunk You want me to pull out thirty miles