A bay bay! Im straight gangsta From my feet and cat down to my ankles Cant forget my feet Beef`s to me like bar-b-que its nothing at all Thought that
a bitch and treat the bitch like shit You can't buy love, all pimps know that It's all about the way old Short Dogg macks Don't hold the bitch hand or
your brain is lame, remember the name When it's Too $hort baby, ain't nothing plain Dangerous Music on the microphone Makes you wanna break your hip bone Might break your leg, or
or 909 (beat!) So I can rock ya all night Long (She's!) on my tip, she loves my song (He!) tried to do it but did it Wrong (Freaks!) wanna get me all
but, baby girl, I wanna fuck with you You the type to make a thug nigga turn lub a dub Mami, let me tell you, I ain't nothing like these other scrubs This H
Ooh, show, show, show me S-H-O me, me, all my ladies say, S-H-O me, me See I hear you over there talking loud and shit But can you B-A-C-K I-T U-P boy
gotta worry ?bout none of that Matter fact pass me the oil I got you all day, you know you did your thing Just sit back and relax Yeah, Off up in the C H I C
Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio W Q H T gonna play
from New Rochelle And I just don't understand, why you so mad Like what are you so mad about? You wanna know why, yo first of all, yo first of all you
all to the good Orale, check this out Got a Bombita, 4'9 Troqita C H E V R O L E T, you don't know? Forty-five player for all my oldies Forty-five
that! the Mexicans all that Strike like a snake and attack like a bobcat [Verse 2: Baby Bash] Hoe ass niggaz, there ain't nothing worse They do it for
All us, all y'all too, it's on shit S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day Get your shit straight test us and we test you shit All us, all
C H I C H, yo heffa Fo fo go go blow em outta his a betta chose yo The return of the funeral cage right Come on ya all do wanna do it to Tillman or a
Brisco] Because I don't see y'all Because I don't see y'all Because I don't see y'all Because I don't see y'all Nigga get on my level! [Verse 1 - Ace
Control the hiest Know I'm a patrol your schiest We all get schiest Ma, keep all your rice Wedding ring, hell no I like all my ice Niggas tried to make Killa Cam all
in New Orleans I'm the vegetables that grow in the garden All the weeds, dope,and coke at the parties I'm the M.I.C.H.A.E.L Tyler I'm the loud blackka
or dap and clap niggas, I'M YOUNG GOTTSTRA Put it up, pistols might sizzle a nigga For shizzle my nigga Kurizzle was nizzle my nigga LIke a bitch or a
I know some of y'all niggas gon probably Have a problem with everything we say Bitch, g-e-t-o-f-f-m-y-d-i-c-k Always been the shit, so i'ma be the shit