my friends part from my enemies 'Cause plenty niggas show me love but in their hearts they envy me Why? I'm just a nigga from around the way Told my mama
That makes me want to let my hair down And do what I usually wouldn't do if I wasn't with you [Rapping: Dondria] I like the way you hold me from behind
Scoo do do do do do [Verse 2:] And the view from the Rockin chair improve, but I have yet to see a team fuckin with the crew, Near and far, saw it all
tell her to drop his kids over, I tell her pick my homies up She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck [Verse 2] From talking it out to the parking
Andre the Giant is great, but I should also mention Lord Finesse, he's the Funky Technician I'm on my way to the studio, it's the only way that I know
know what I'm sayin', son? Growin' up in Brooklyn, shit I thought that everybody talked this way Raised on Rakim and Run-DMC So I thought that everybody 'Walked This Way
production, these kittens ain't muffins Just because we stuff 'em in the oven My words drippin' off the tongue like the wax from a candle wick Either the way
Leave your baggage from past relationships, out of the picture I put my old flames out and changed, all of my digits And that's real Chorus [Willie D - over
young, in turn I spoil you now Don?t even worry I?m a hold you down not far from now When you see me and the way you?ve been Just since my born day,
pass that yay Let me see what color you got boo, I got that beige I see y'all from the perihperals? ladies far right from the stage I'm thirty-three,
the white kids [Female Singer] Don't come my way Hawks feel the day Things don't change, oh no Don't you come my way Come my way See the day, oh no [
shake that ass On the quick fast, and to make it last It's just three men at chung king getting busy We've come a long way since kunta kintizzy And
that Slow it down, you'll find that the way I design that An' reverb behind that, not in my contract I'm bustin' all over this bitch, while your girl
Roc-a-Fella, LOX Takin' the streets over motherfuckers Don't get it twisted Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Yo shut the fuck up 'fore I blast and Banned From
, but you've come too far 'Cuz you know no it don't matter anyway You can say money But it won't get ya to far, get ya to far Yo, I went from bad girl
you move I'm far flung and the charts say I'm number one You number two nigga Check on the Billboard Who under who nigga? Far from an amateur, a money
m about to take this mother(fucker) home Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street And they just killed Cochise over a beef Jardine and the kids
it even at a hundred a pound. we must rid the earth its wrong it exests. eather way we always end up smoking his shit. all u over rideing fockers all