better ways to waste some time And when you heard you Troubled with some compliment And you tried not to whine Not to feel already spent And it's true look at you
ways to waste some time And when you heard you Troubled with some compliment And you tried not to whine Not to feel already spent And it's true look at you
face Cause there's nowhere to hide unless you move to outer space Cause I waste motherfuckers like toxic fumes So you betta (make room) when you hear
T-T-T-Tequila Yeah Alright Come on [crowd] TEQUILA! [VERSE 2] Here we go again and I'm not fussin See, I'm a French Mexican but I kick it with White
kick it, flip it, twist it, lick it and eat it This kid's sick with the lyrics, you know it soon as you hear it But rumours appear soon as you get some
do it (WOO) And she like 'Boy, you da truth' (You da truth) And he like (yeah) 'Boy, you da truth' (you da truth) And she like (hold up) 'Boy, you da
You can do anything you put your mind tor When ya french kiss it, fancy prolly bor The way you work your tounge, can I hire you? [Chorus] You know you
French mermaid, Treated her to caviar and wine over shrimp brain, In the raw, on the ocean floor, need I say more? You never heard nobody kick it like
now you motherfuckers know what my name means when you hear it in the streets (uh) Y'all bitches fear it cause you weak You wanna hear it? I make it speak (WHAT?) You
with no gimmick in ninety-eight bitch So fuck what you say, and fuck what you play I down it straight and can't wait to hear what you bitch niggas gotta
to step Hit you where you rest, two in the chest Die where you slept, probably the best Matter of fact, def we the best Leave you blessed with a rhyme or leave you
Slim Shady, on some shit daily What you want (yo) what you want (yo) ahh uhh yo "A person from another planet might disagree with you" "Well if you want
you all a little secret..... So you can ........eat it ....you got to grab your crackers {mumbling} [Eminem] Quit spittin your writ shit bitch I'll kill you and kick you
Were gonna let you know whats live and direct so you can go back and tell your crew: Yo, I heard the new, new, new shit. You aint even down This is what
goers exclusively, and you agree I'm much better than I used to be, because J5 MC were here to rock, rhymes like yours can never be stopped You heard
whole crew passing, dick out (dick out) We go up to you, him and you Fuck your whole crew, we mash regardless Hittman heard me and you, that's it man
my tongue your radio pickin' up a Smokey jazz love song madness becomes you even though your livin' life it's hard to exist when you're tempted by flesh you
