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If you're under 21, you shouldn't listen to this Black folks, crack smoke Big head scientist, island of Patmos Fake tears and snakes here Crunching my thumb cause I ain't shoot a nigga in 8 years Sets a period Period rex gettin'(?)n interior air And you're living your death inferior Listen, it's so thuggish to sniff 'caine Make me cold-blooded, motherfucker, I'm Rick James Hell of a drug, Sean Price, hell of a thug Hang with Sheen, I got elephant blood Listen to me, y'all better not listen to me Fuck around and catch a case, trying to be like P Listen, a ring on you brother, I'm harming you daily Clown, Ringling Bros and Barnum and Bailey P, now download this on a disk If you're under 21, you shouldn't listen to this Bitch Phew, just made the cut baby Let me light this motherfucking weed I'm smoking Yeah, yeah yeah yeah For real Light the crack pipe so I know it's real Whoa, young Bill Murray I'm 21, but I feel 30 A little birdy out in Jersey said my raps were too wordy Told his bitch to suck my dick and do a curtsy, dirty, slurpy I smell earthy, puttin' curry on my turkey I'm Blade 3, you're more Blades of Fury Blonde dykes love me for my Klondike tummy Getting all types of money, I'm with Sean Price, dummy, P Polite stuntin' at a nice white luncheon Met your wife, pipe plumbing, led to all night humping Oh no, the end of your life coming We the tribe, don't make me Phife something My bitch from Beirut, she get loose 110 proof, call me Zeus, pussy tighter than a wet suit Jesus Christ, he so nice
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Patrick Baril Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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