ain't nobody eatin' this year's summer 2nd quarter
3rd quarter
4th quarter!
g'eah! {damn! }
'ey! this more than a - mixtape so maybe i'll perform it
the whip shine like there's baby oil on it. i honk the airhorn at them bitches in the street
heeey! - remember me? - the on you called a creep. now my weed so sweet; i hit it and fall asleep;
wake up! - roll up again
i get it and bought it cheap. {whoooooo! }
now you showin'-off jewellery and couldn't afford to keep
and he won't show his face
so i'm a hook him on the beat. {non stop! }
i'm a animal too! - i put the hammer a do!
make you feel like you need one - so i ran with it too. {damn! }
i'm baaaaaaaack! {bring it back! }
fresh from overseas man! {mo money. }
fresh outta jfk man. {part 4! }
and i hear all this new shit going on nigga!
ain't nobody eatin' this year's summer's 2nd quarter
{god-. } 3rd quarter
4th quarter! {damn! }
k'yeah!
'ey! this more than a - mixtape so maybe i'll perform it
the whip shine like there's baby oil on it. i honk the airhorn at them bitches in the street
heeey! - remember me? - the on you called a creep. {let's go! }
now my weed so sweet; i hit it and fall asleep
wake up! - roll up again
i get it and bought it cheap. now you showin'-off jewellery and couldn't afford to keep
and he won't show his face
so i'm a hook him on the beat. i'm a' animal too! {whoooo! } - i put the hammer a do
make you feel like you need one - so i ran with it too
in blue! - now all of a sudden i'm back and my shit buzzin'
the broads the kids
the bloods and the crips love 'em. {shadyville! }
cuzin' - we got the city on smash
now i'm at the stop like they put titties on the glass. i'm the leader of the class. the heat is in the stash. i don't read up on a pass - i dictate the future. {damn! }
millenium boy
you just can't get rid of ya boy
i chuck 'em the deuce and get a new toy. these niggas better start actin' right - i ain't rap too tight
i'll leave ya head red and white like a apple bite. {whoooooooooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
it's nuthin! - i got a fat nigga's appetite
pass thru the traffic light
smash on the coppers light. the punchline kid is back
nigga! - look what my punchlines did for rap! {come on! }
inspired the new jacks"; that's why they sound like that