so put em up or shut em up Smack'em down and I'll yell pick'em up so get'em up word em up, as I fuck it up I tear it up so listen up and don't move just
out the frame My lyrics spin round like a hurricane twister So get your hologram on off of Wolf Blitzer Too many rappers to shake a stick at I oughta
out the frame My lyrics spin round like a hurricane twister So get your hologram on off of Wolf Blitzer Too many rappers to shake a stick at I outta
straight out the frame My lyrics spin round like a hurricane twister So get your hologram on off of Wolf Blitzer Too many rappers to shake a stick at
like a hurricane, she keep her hair fixed and I fucked it up, as soon as I bust a nut she grab the dick and she suck it up, bring her to the hotel and
while she look me in my face call yo friends and tell em you just got worked I'm a fool when I move up the skirts stick and move make it hurt [Chorus
life, if you?re searching for the cure Soak my sound up, see its much more pure Round up my FAM, bar-b-que by the porch Cold ice, told me learn stick
we ball. TRU, forever, that's my family We be's on top the cheddar pile Wet you up like the Nile Enemies bleed in wartime, illicit rhymes Illustrated crimes, pucker up
your missin' sister lichen Them sons of bitches that be crossing me up The devil's calling me up to blow their family up So west up, I'm unexpekted like
dine you But I ain't got no time to chase behind and never find you So be this dope a lethal dose of poisonious potion Stick to the sound that's up and
blast out from the heart of Brooklyn, like an arrow, just stick to my point It's narrow, I shoot niggaz back, into the time like Pharoah, I smoke up
to aim a hollow tip me catch your grip up on my pistol as I wait for you to slip up Just another stick up, it's just ate my clip up Rip, rupt shit with
me of the supper free, that I bumped in Frisco Same week buzzing another one up in Fresno Hey ya'knaw, it seems that they knew what time it was I gotta glass of Hurricane
in slow motion and i beat em like they stole it...specially rollin off a little ecstasy...i'm a hurrican sippa (sippa)... make em see stars when they
Bushwick Bill] Me and two freaks in B-Legit's back seat F-u-c-k-i-n-g I got clunkers, cuz you know big Chuck like em plump Sippin hurricane bumpin slurricane
the fuck I could probly wash dishes at some other fuckin' dump but it's all the same to me bustin' ass 2 make a buck so read 'em up + stick 'em pump
