Soft And Starched Ones I Don't Much Wear Em Lil Boosie Webbie And Phat Oh Yeah This Shit Right Here Gone Jam I Got Tha Black One The Grey Ones Da White
Get loose, get loose Ay shawty, bust it open for me Let me see you get loose If you really wanna show me that you love me, get loose No Grey Goose,
me your participation, don't need no hesitation Don't want to be mistaken, ma, I'm plannin' on relations Yeah, you rollin' with the King and the One Country niggas in the chevy passin' Grey
give me your participation, don't need no hesitation Don't want to be mistaken, ma I'm plannin' on relations Yea, you rollin' wit the King and the One Country niggas in the chevy passin' Grey
up in this bitch, I want them fans jumpin' I want them fists pumpin' in the air, I don't look like a millionaire But I feel like a million bucks, ladies
my Laneys, switchin' lanes Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut wit' laser Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin
me you can call me Billion That 'Maro on them four Gaidos And I don't got them Asanti's spinnin' I specialize in packin' dro in grey clutches And when
get your grey matter punched up 'til you hunched, talk-talkin like you punch drunk One love - two maybe if I'm drunk enough Naked watchin three, painted ladies
shows sober Spit venom over cobra, hatched in october Libra scorpion is taking over Still the silver surver, I aint trippin on nova Introducin Madchild, ladies
scopes, bullets the size of nickels Got Starkey coming out of his coat I gots to jet, don't look back, my cardio's killing me Old ladies is like 'Hold
somebody sent their wolf pack and in clappin' rounds Actin' like, what a way to play these clowns Shady towns, guerillas tryin' to lay me down Yo lady
all appointed me to bring rap justice But I ain't five O, y'all know it's Nas yo Grey goose and a whole lotta hydro Only describe us as soldier survivors
who's gonna tell me that I cant say nigga? nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga bitch hoe, cuz some chicks is bitches, and some chicks is hoes, some independent ladies
And I come from a far away planet Southwest Del Ray, goddamn it! And it's the land of the smog-filled maniacs Super Balls, and concrete nutsacs You know that fat lady
so well And you're no hazy maiden in grey. How can I be sure, it's not easy to tell. But you're a crazy lady, I'd say. Crazy lady.
land, He sang so sweet and gaily. He sang beneath the wild wood tree And charmed the great lord's lady. The lord he did come home Enquiring for his lady
It's a grey, grey morning, the rain it do fall I'm feeling hungry and low My bed's so empty, how I wish I could call On the painted ladies I know When