(feat. Akon) [Akon:] Cause I be up in the club rockin' posted with a pocket full of cheese (OKAY) And you kno I keep dem convicts boppin' hold'n it down
(feat. Akon) [Akon:] Cause I be up in the club rockin' posted with a pocket full of cheese (OKAY) And you kno I keep dem convicts boppin' hold'n it
We know the song ain't done wrong when the party is hot Y'all don't really want us to stop, do you? Chorus Verse Two: Lil' Kim When it comes to the cheese
up with my nigga Sam Sam Picked me up, in the tan Lex land Wanted breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish? He ordered cheese eggs and
my game, Hydroponics and Indonesia Even the stress sometimes be creeper So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah Little Lay, givin' you what you need, nothin' but the best green leaves With a pocket full of cheese
my hustle on ain't no playin' with a full deck Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah) Burn 'em at a thousand degrees And Lord please let me make mo cheese
] [WC] Ridahs please callin' on all ridahs please Blowin' through the wind like the sticky green breeze Back once again straight faded off Henn' It's that nigga WC with the pocket full
think he hit it raw cause he be itching Shimmy, Shimmy Cocoa Pop, the glock went pop Tell me, tell me who shooting and who got shot Ring Around the Rosie, a pocket full
M-o-e gotta bring my partna in yeah that Pokey hes comin out that Southside, yeah the Stone you know he's comin through with a pocket full of stones (
u see them soldiers When that gun go blast, don't say Bun didn't told ya [Chorus 2x] If I I pull it out my pocket, be the first one to bust, We
throwin' pennies on duh ground. (Verse 3 - Bun B) I got a pocket full uh profit, and a wallet full uh wonda. (Wonda) A brain full uh braun, and a focus full
sickness I used to watch my uncle sip it Goin through itz that in my grand-mother's kitchen Head in his lap, Grand-mom bitchin Pocket full of scrap,
is when you punch in that clock overtimin' Trill is when you keep it real one hundred percent And hold it down for your team, run your game full sprint
high, Levi's on Wire cell frames, no games I'm into cashing in, getting this paper, buying up acres Ride around, and yo, fuck with my neighbors Pocket full
dance We know the song ain't done wrong when the party is hot Y'all don't really want us to stop, do you? Chorus Verse two: lil' kim When it comes to the cheese
with my nigga Sam Sam Picked me up, in the tan Lex Land Wanted breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish? He ordered cheese eggs and
all that's on my mind... You can believe that, I'll be where the cheese at; Wrist on froze, better get your hoe; Pocket full of paper, so these haters
can't be shut off Food, shelter, cheese, I gotta break off, please I gotta shake off, that's why I gotta take off I'm young and full of vigor, West