Testi musica canzoni

To the M-I prrrrrrrr, cat like a semiNigga stole my car, why'nt you get myGive yo' ass a black eyeOh, say bye-byeI'mma give your body to the skyRun through your cliqueNigga, you pissed on tripI'mma have to bust you in your lipsAnd the whips better have a whole lotta chipsCuz I ain't for no nigga givin' tipsShe's a bitchWhen you say my nameTalk mo' junk but won't look my wayShe's a bitchSee I got more cheeseSo back on up while I roll up my sleeves1 - She's a bitch You can't see me, Joe Get on down while I shoot my flow She's a bitch When I do my thing Got the place on fire, burn it down to flameRoll up in my car, don't stop, won't stopI'mma keep in rockin' til the clock don't tockI'mma keep it hot, light my ass on fireI'mma grab a philly, go and roll it at the barWhatcha talk? Whatcha say? Huh?Gotta flow, gotta move it slow, huh?Better you runnin' out the door, huh?You gon' be a long lost soul, whacha say?Yippe yi yo, yippe yi yi yayPut me on stage, watchin' niggas feel mePut my shit on wax, watch it blaze like MayGo yippe yi yo yippe yi yi yay55, 65, hike75, 85, test the mic95, Missy wild for the night105, I'mma keep the crowd hyped2 - She's a bitch When they say my name Talk mo' junk but won't look my way She's a bitch See I got mo' cheese Back on up while I roll up my sleeveShe's aWhat? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?Whatchu know about Timothy, lemme knowEat an MC like Cease, lemme knowIf he get drunk lean on me, lemme knowI'm about to bust like pee, feel me nowAnybody know my skills, what the dealAnybody feel my skills, it's the realAnybody wanna come fuck wit us stillAnybody gotta get the hoe by they pillRepeat 2Repeat 1more