's all so easy you get a bit spoilt So when you try to pull a girl Who is also famous too It feels just like when you wasn't famous You can't keep fucking
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when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too, it feels just like when you wasn't famous. You were so much fun, I really got to like you more than you
famous For playin' me y'all shall forever remain nameless (You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing) I am Hov' Sure I do I tell you the
can?t doubt me, you won?t out me, wouldn?t even have a style without me, uh uh ya, I can see behind the smiles, wasn?t rocking with me then don?t be jocking
their ukuleles all day long And anyone on the street Will gladly shave your back for a nickel! Wacka wacka, doo doo, yeah! Well, let me tell you, people, It wasn't
chains Grippin' grain and poppin' trunks, Dawg that ain't me These elbows hit the scene back in '83 I stay street with it, dun asked that You can find
but you know it's coming after" She said "Oh My God! You must be a famous rapper" "I do alright, but I'm never satisfied I'm told when you still love what you
work but you know it's coming after She said 'oh my God you must be a famous rapper!' I do all right but I'm never satisfied I'm told when you still
Sbarro's Then I left the hood, like f-ck it, don't need the cargo They banking out on you well, and I don't mean Fargo But even if you leave somehow
Up out of there Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party Pump that up, G Ahh, shit, you done fucked up now Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party You done put 2
wasn't sick, Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, And I (I wish) Wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer, When the streets get
Wish that my grandmother wasn't sick Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick and I Wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer When the streets
prepared When you cowards fuck with me (How does it feel?) These niggas must be crazy word There ain't no mercy motherfuckers You can't fade the thug (Right) You
tongues Over voodoo drums Bitch wicked shit this way comes IN YO FACE! [Chorus] x2 For you! Something special for you! We got you covered homie, Something exclusive for you
that my grandmother wasn?t sick Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, and I Wish my homies wouldn?t have to suffer When the streets
I'm a man Your boyfriend Buddy, you calling him husband When you not looking he trying to holla at ya cousin (Thought he wasn't) Play like it ain't nothing can't
be back on the street/ She get a check/but that ain?t s**t but the f****n rent/ And food stamps in the wind/that ain?t s**t to spend/ Oldest child is