Ha Ha You're wasting your talent, Randy It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back It's like a whirlwind inside of my head It's like I can't stop what
come out, now you feel 'em Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin with a boss bitch of course
This is final Ladies and gentlemen, put our hands together for the astonishing... Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world The flow
Jigga what, Jigga who? Jigga what, Jigga who? Jigga what, Jigga who? You gon' need a vocal in, right? Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous
(feat. Jay-Z) Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind Now can I get an encore, do you want more Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy So for
If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me Got Mike He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
