in the back, get the bank roll Twirk, roll, stop, control Twirk, roll, stop, control From the beach to the lot, to the club, to the grocery Kid sis
, roll, stop, control Twirk, roll, stop, control Ladies in the front row, touch them toes Fellas in the back, get the bank roll Twirk, roll, stop, control
Traduzione: Kid Sister. Controllo.
friend! S & M! Bring all your horny friends! [Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice] I wear my leather in the summer to every show With my whip around my neck, I control
was 2 Live They had some Peter Gunz, like the ones on True Lies And these two guys were snitches, all around town Kid who was Da Brat, and her sister
two-fifths of drank (drank drank) They got yo' boy lookin for a bitch to spank (spank spank) Baby you can kick it but ya sister cain't (nah nah) Runnin
and lose it Stop frontin on Phan and U.G. Right now [Phantasm] Straight out the gate, never hesitate Blast off trey-eight Leave you in a coma state Only I control
, fuck wrong with yo' brain, huh? [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] I don't pay for kitten, are ya kiddin? Well it's the kid A.K.A., in and out your sister's crib
your parents, kill your parents, kill your parents now! Dear father, You can sacrifice. Kill your parents, kill your parents, kill your parents now! Rufus Johnson, the kid
ll never see a man, a real black man Until you see a man with control of his hands And to control your hands means you control your mind And to control
to the Jam On Production sound (Jam on it) Jam on it I said jam-j-j-jam on it I said Jam On is the funky beat that takes control With a sure shot boogie
Girls don't play me, they strictly obey me Ask who the smoothest, bet you they'll say me I'll take one to a dozen, sister niece or cousin Yeah, Finesse
s addcitive as six hits of dope mixed with dro after youve been sniffin' coke You pussy motherfuckers need to fix your flow like the pills they use for kid control
pays the bills Who's tired of hearing wack shit? Make me wanna clap shit We all is some rap kid Got this in the bag kid The flow is ridiculous In other
chunp change can't provide nothing proper While the doctors give us new-age birth control They make the swollen to skinny Bleeding constantly or missing monthly, scrapping pennies While my kid
low Comin' up on the money Hustle, the same old thang for a new game to be played for cheese Gotta get what's promised to a sister, comin' up on bankin
(feat. Napp-1) Tales of a lost soul Gotta stay in control [CHORUS] My ghetto strain bring mysery Gotta feel the pain physically To gain anything spiritually
