Lyrics:
King S X Finished

you caught my eye, couldn't take them off of you and i knew that you felt the same way too finished before it started one look then we parted i couldn

Young Money militia and I am the commissioner You don't want to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher So misunderstood, but what's the world

I heard about his ass The only fool dumb enough to flunk his P.E. Class It's not that he's dumb, he's just wild and he's ignorant Known for gettin' mad

Yeah.....Yo...... Hey yo my cocaine's whiter than colgate, And when Christ come imma go relocate. Finish off the dimes, Big slabs of crack, writin my

doorways, out in cold for four days It's like that all day We gat rollin 60's, for over 50's Triple-oh's in the windy cities Latin Kings, Manhattan Queens

slugs in ya jaw [Dorasel] Niggaz know me sell I don't give a fuck I keep it tucked It's the dirty sizzle Regime missle That's what's up Niggaz talk

nintendo Simple as that, give me a beat that's phat And watch a nigga jump on a motherfucker like cheese on a rat It's strickly, dirty underground ass funk That's busting out the weak 15's

how we comin' in 1998 The Alkaholiks, X, and King Tee the great "It's the Likwit Crew, King Tee, Mister X to the Z, Ah,ah, Alkaholiks, Likwit motherfucker

zone and Zulu's, Zion's zap a zillion zillionaires (Y!) Yo you yeah, yesterday's youth yearnin your yen You yellow-bellied Yankee ying-yang yellin "yes"-men (X!) X-rated, ex-African, X