Oh, noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight Looking kind of anxious in your cross armed stance Like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance
She was going with a cinematographer Everyone knew that he was really a pornographer They went down to the dance and grind And everybody was feeling fine
[GRACE] If he should need the F.B.I. Then he will have the F.B.I. [ALL] With all the favors that he's done J. Edger Hoover owes him one. [CECILLE
It's getting late I haven't seen my date So tell me when the boys get here It's seven o'clock and I want to rock Want to get a belly full of beer My
I got a long grey mare She won't let me ride I got a long grey mare She won't let me ride She makes me brush her in the morning Put her to bed every night
Q-Tip is my title I dont think that is vital for me to be your idol But dig this recital If you can't envision a brother who ain't dissin' Slingin' this
Who's your leader, who's your man? Who will help you fill your hand? Who's your friend and who's your foe? Who's your Judas, you don't know? Night of
She said please, take a long drink for me This hard luck gal, she don't like to plead So light my smoke. Take a long drink for me. She said please, have
Sometimes I fear maybe I'm not chosen You've hardened my heart like Pharoah And that would explain why life is so hard for me And I am sad that Esau
It's never over 'Til it's really over And someone's left standing behind It goes without sayin' It's too late for stayin' And leavin's been comin' for
Grace If he should need the F.B.I. Then he will have the F.B.I. All With all the favors that he's done J. Edger Hoover owes him one. Cecille and Annette
my math Ain't nothin' new to me, blowin' backs out, six-pack Stout's Wide fat mouth, the evil look, with a bow-leg Yo niggaz said, "Shorty's a pro, she
"Gimme a pound thank you man" Tim Dog (repeat 2X then 4X faster) I'm as bad bad as Leroy Brown Brown Yo I'm a pro pro but not a noun noun If you
sharp shooter well exceeding any figure four You see my figure more or less stick some more I invest in my larynx and lungs and this voice I project My pro
Got this thang out on the back, country rollin' is open wide It's what? Open wide, it's what? Open wide, whoa I was sippin' pro, Remi slow, did enough
pony Smoke a lotta herb but I don't chew tobacco When Show drops the beat I say, "Holy mackeral" The stunts don't front any longer See my status is large
new neighbor Mr. Nigga, Nigga Nigga They try to play him like a chump 'Cause he got what they want He under thirty years old but already he's a pro
Quickly drop non-stop rec shot What I took on the road on the lap and desktop A mixture from up-tempo to slow grooves 8-Track figure that's mixed wit Pro
