my partners Straight loungin with a pocket full of rubbers and have it bouncin go make the announcment Smoke like dynamite the good times Want both girls like prime time
the whole time Star-struck bitch seein' dollar signs, she think the wad is fine Playin' games so I taught her mine Tryin' to play her prayer got caught
and not a diss I only give compliments when they are due Now I'm gonna tell you all the truth You claim to be a virgin, I mean the purest I'll be gentle
I feel and you know I reply... [Hook 2] [Verse 2: XV] Ay, I'm awesome, every time I lay it down I think that I kill 'em, play possum Death proof, ride
time go for, I go to Like we always do at this time Like we always do at this time Southside, we gon set this party off right this time, this time, yeah
the gym behind the velvet rope had a glass of wine something cheap that I picked up from the waiter moving through the crowd, "pardon me, excuse me playa
say you a sin, but in the end They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing Skinny-ass pants sagging, it's only yourself you playing Call
.O.S Holy whack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fuckin' right To the rap mobile, let's go (Marshall, Marshall) Bitches and gentleman, it's show time Hurry
more tomorrow Can we make love Like it's our last time baby Let's not get too Soft and gentle with it 'cause I am not feelin' In no mood to play around
stay with you I swear my dear This time You wanna hear it baby But you'll believe it baby Time to believe This time Never wanna be alone This time This time
he can feel The warmth of her gentle ways And when she kissed him, it was just like making music That no one else will ever play It's the greatest love
't want to waste your time But baby, won't you stay around with me? And let my love, let my love and let my love Ladies and Gentleman, it's Talib Kweli
a good evenin here, Ceddy St. Louis This right here about to bring to the stage is a gentleman from Port Arther, Texas Real gentleman, real singer, real
cornrows The whole globe hears when I perform my shows [chorus 2x: killah priest] We go from hard times to part-times From part-time back to hard times
adultery, skirt-chasin and crotch-blazin You never learn - look how many times I kilt ya I burnt ya, I drowned ya, I froze ya I stripped your land and destroyed ya culture Next time
on It's time to get down We're movin' on It's time to get down We're movin' on It's time to get down We're movin' on It's time to get down We're movin
But for now I'll play the back of the cruiser Light another sack for the three time losers Pour out some beer, bust out the ruger Ladies and gentleman
stop me from that HIV shit And nigga's know they soft like a Twinkie filling Playin' the villain, prepare for this rap killin' Biggie Smalls is the illest, your style is played