R I I I I I I D E Check 'em out now R I I I I I I D E, yeah And let's R I I I I I I D E Check 'em out now R I I I I I I D E, yeah We doin', big pimpin
s what I call blowing your mind When I come back, like nut on your spine I'm a thumb tack that you slept on, son Now here I come screaming attack like I
t check me go head Bowens And I never left the team 'cause I'm catchin' every pass Stunna McNabb yeah, he like go head Owens yeah Bet I'd put a n****
, "Won't you decide?" She chose Doc, first day I poured you aside Like it's Aftermath for life and all I do is ride Before I turn on him I kill Satan
And it don't quit, oh And I miss you, oh I just miss you, oh I just miss you, oh Homie, I'll never forget you, no For you, I wanna write the sickest
happy I rap, if I wasn't I'd be strapped with the(mass) and I..and I'm coming for your stash When I find out where you at I'll be(shimmying ya lock) Get
To the red-bottomed souls All they do is stare like I'm in a fish bowl Last drag and I got the glow My public awaits I got to go (Chorus) What yo
blow notw it's a dancehall rockin like'a Cuban mojo so bring ya go-go's and your special friends I've never been diving but I get the bends when schlam
', I don't dance And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka I think I deserve a chance I'm a bad motherfucker Go on, ask some motherfuckers A young handsome motherfucker I
out a magazine homie. I'm talkin bout these hoes gone be something serious. (verse 1) Im a top notch nigga i do grade A shit ima keep it 100 i want
The rims still moving so I'm bumping a little spinners While I'm Smokin on A B Dippin' through the streets Bumpin' R and B And I got to leave On the
know I'll be, I'll be Yeah, don't you know I'll be, I'll be Yeah, don't you know I'll be, I'll be I'll be here 'cause I won't quit, yeah You can try
now Roscoe be so flexed up And I make it look so effortless I show out, show out, everywhere I go out Ten bad models watch me when I go out Oh, I know I go so hard I
dog I'd be faithful if I could But I'm Tiger Woods Yeah, I'm Tiger Woods Go get'em Tiger Get 'em Tiger (That's me) Go get'em Go get'em Go get'em Tiger
me I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy I got reasons why I tease 'em Boys just come and go like seasons Fergalicious (So delicious) But I ain't promiscuous
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine, I'm no queen, I'm no machine I still go to Taco Bell, drive through, raw, yeah I don't care, I'm still real, no matter how many records I
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine, I'm no queen, I'm no machine I still go to Taco Bell, drive through road as hell I don't care, I'm still real, no matter how many records I
