I walk into the club looking kind of sexy now. I see these shorties in the corner, they started making out. They pull their panties down, they take their
a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin' out swingin', so fast it'll make your eyes spin You gettin' knocked the fuck out
know that somewhere inside those layers The rattlesnakes right there to bite your ass And I can be so quite and strike so fast Like lightening bolts right out the sky go blast From out
m lookin' at your face, yeah I mean you right Your body off the chain but your head fine Say you ain't a freak, you's a goddamn liar Hey, I'm on the
Here's a gory kinda story, 'bout an obese freak With a forty inch waist and a ten inch beak, Overweight and out of shape with a triple chin, Her brassiere
off tha porch When a nigga blow, you hit him up with tha torch You got confidence, you got your chest pumped out Is you ridin' Lex? You got your shit plushed out
me out when i soar run like a wild boar gods make the rains pour Im in heels kitchen tiga you better listen money gon' be mad eand freaks gon' keep on
think they want more tiga I blow em out like a flat tire And hit the weed for Richard Pryor Then call em all straight liars The corks in me like the
Jersey them niggas they think I'm crazy and creepy And as we speak they tryin to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar
phone book Jersey them niggas they think I'm crazy and creepy And as we speak they tryin to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar
name Product made of yola 'cuz the rules don't change The prettiest thing is new white wall tires I shoulda been a lawyer 'cuz I'm such a good liar
from snorting that girl brush Mr. Cee so I could tidy up the curl Out that shop hoes do jock See my Cutty in a rag I will drop top See the freak
beat while smoken zig-zag, just a swisha sweet, ima.. keep ridin, till we deep inside ya, who got balls this should remind ya -ima franchise, right by ur liar, dumb freak
And I hear voices sayin', "YoU cAn HaVe ThAt TrIcK." Hallucinatin', trippin' - freakin' out Passin' out on the floor and I'm speakin' out Who the motherfuck
's vacate your area We three deep, comin' out of your speaker I'm bustin' your woofer and tearin' through your tweeter Every rapper's talkin' 'bout killin' somebody But they ain't hip hop to me, check it out
hating This liar commands you to stay Depressions and crisis, hopeless advices Suicide, acid rain Controlling the masses, misguiding our asses Bringing me stain on stain Freak
Cicero, the three of us, sittin' up in a hotel room, boozin' and havin' a few laughs and we ran out of ice, so I went out to get some. I come back,
ain't nuttin' but a thug So what, so what So what, so what Hey hey and they say I'm a slut, I'm a ho, I'm a freak I got a different girl every day of