pour some for your little brother I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you this You know for only thirteen, she got some big tits After that,
'm a fool To love a girl like that Here's the reason I like 'em slim Instead of big and fat 'Cause closest to the bone Sweeter is the meat Last slice
big thang, lookin' like a bomb threat Bin Laden beard, Afghan in a bomb best Stranded on death row Makavali's on the Maybach, kicks retro She wanna gaze at
peoples, off the record playboy Where the alcohol and your broccoli at nigga I'm tryin' to get my dick wet, where the naked hoes? Where the big booty
beginning with the last character (syllable) of the first player's word, the third playe T say a word beginning with the last character of the second
(Alexander) Well I met her in college Hanging out at sigma Chi Singing stoned and drunken versions Of American Pie We picked up and married Soon as
people like to party so informants where the freaks at Livin' out my dream, people still sleepin' The best night of your life, but we do this every weekend life couldn't get better, I hope it lasts
. Clocks tick, tock. A victim 's asking for the road to Knock. There's a crowd of boys at Sugar's door, Like yesterday and the day before. At the
end it Oh, look I took the band aid off Did I take it off too soon? Hysterical confession My big courageous move Don't grasp at the predictable A comforting lie can't last
you Servin' or heard em a word occurred to him Then he could move a would get moved on Like a shotgun blast Big mouth emcees, I'll bet you none last
for the last two weeks that he suffered and cried It made a big impression on me although I was a barefoot kid They said he got religion at the end and
ole boy The last time that I saw him Back when he was hungry He was singin' down at Tootsie's He wrote some songs and walked the streets A big tattoo
me, won't see another one And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew I turned my face away And dreamed about you Got on a lucky one Came in at
mad at me for this one but i gotta tell my story i had to do it thats right my name is weezy baby please say the baby if not dont say it at all
at my Dogg Holla at my Dogg, you can holla at my Dogg, ohh Any problems, any problems you could holla at my Dogg (If you got beef, with D P G) (Holla at
Well, I was looking at a movie on the TV last night Then I had a very funny notion, yeah I really had to write a song about it And then I?m gonna sing
guy at my school when I was in high school We'd ride side by side in the morning on our bicycles Never even spoken or faced each other But on the last