, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we
thank you for the way that she was brought up And I know that you were smiling when you seen the car I bought her You sent tears from Heaven when you seen my car
, crackers comin' See, I'm a known D Boy, so they hits my spot Put my homies on they knees an' they check for rocks So we change stash spots 'cause the
to get high before I go on my mission My profit soldiers call me all about this thing called pimpin' So listen nigga before you think you got a
up, crackers coming See I'm a known D Boy so they hits my spot Put my homies on they knees and they check for rocks So we change stash spots 'cause the
I come with a slew of hits that'll massacre the planet Obliviating the earth And diabolically smashing everything for whatever it's worth It's Busta Rhymes godfather beast boy
flossin diamond rings Bustin gats with bing Catchin squares at ten Baby beeshi got the throne Happy p we fitin to roll And shut em down we livin throwed Got the keys We
too A lotta people say misogynistic which is true I can't deny it matter of fact I stand by it So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot If u don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet Boy
they feet, they high steppin now Left that wack label cause I don't like pricks I'm like a hammer that you hold on your hand, I make hits At the white boy
'm celebratin' ya see the four-wheeled beauty You're leanin' on it finally belongs to me I've never owned a car before And I've never picked a boy up
Yo, we gon' do it like this Straight out the parts that they disregard Never considered okay Now don't get mad, nigga get glad Goodie got them brand
was a mile away Or save it all for you? If heaven was a mile away Would I, fill the tank up with gas And be out the front door in a flash Before reconsidering
it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz
[Kanye West] Back when they thought pink polo's would hurt the Roc, Before Cam got the shit to pop, the doors was closed. I felt like Bad Boy's street
, it get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You
get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You sell
)We're playing hard to get.(Miley hits Oliver) Oliver: Okay... What she meant was, movies shmovie just plant one on her right now, Big Boy! Ouch! Will
dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we