Did you miss me
Well bitch I'm back with a vengeance
Spent three years in my lawyers office fightin for my independence
Boy that shit was expensive they left me hangin like lynching
But I'm bac at it like back acne ain't no way to get rid of me
Bid me up I'm so fresh to death u gon have to dig me up
I'm so sittin phat u gon need a fork lift to pick me up
About my cut like nip & tuck burnin tucked in my dungarees
I go to heaven for the fresh air then bac to hell for the company
These niggas tryna hold me bac well Fuk it here go nothing
bitch I'm Thugging ain't no tears inside my bucket
Think I'm bluffing find yo life inside my budget
Bitch I'm bugging put ur head inside a box
And ship ur body to ur mother they offered me a chain
I said ion do kno jewelry they offered me a house
I said what you must think I'm stupid and a gift if u gotta recoupe it
Then I drop top couped it
Contract up now it's time to renew it I'm like annnn
It's deuces I'll take my chances with the juices
Then I gt a call from uncle juicy and he hit me to sum new shit
Now my bank account say ohhhh shit
Now ur new bitch is my new bitch she get wetter
Then a cruise ship and if all these niggas ballin
Baby I must b a blue chip call me mr trip or 2 clips
2 clip trip let's shoot shit
I love the way lil momma handle balls like a pool stick
Alright..Enough of that to far to turn bac now
I tried that it didn't work out listen real shit still in the drought
And all my pockets has got the gout
Grab my momma stick ha shout time to run these
Niggas out make it rain hot lead till out flood these
Niggas out I gt niggas duckin conspiracy
So they camera shy if these the men that raised me
Damn what kind of man am I
The kind of man that a
stand and fire and never leave no man behind
And I treat a bit like cleopatra but wen I leave she
Feel vandalized
Bit please u dnt kno a thing bout me
I could've gt swollowed by the streets grew up
N the kitchen granddaddy touching all white
And he ain't never use no bleach
I get out n get it all I ever knew was grind
I ain't never need kno speech I had to juggle but
It wasn't nothin I got discover like a fleece
Pretty please
Don't make me point this at you
Cause I swear to God I'll drop ur ass he will nt be hear
To catch u bitch I'm scraped up like a satchel
All those guns inside my castle dnt want to
Put u under but I want hesitate if I have to
I gt dollar signs as my IQ
Head instructor at flight school I'm that fly
I'm a ass to if u was this ill you'll brag to
This jus end I'm bad news I belong in a padded room
Every dog shall have his day if today is my day
Good Afternoon
On the list of top MC's I'm nt even in the pack
But dnt forget without respect the crown is
Jus a shiny hat
No I'm nt even in the pack but dnt forget without respect that crown is jus a shiny hat
Randy Savage
Bitch
compositores: Christopher Wallace
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