m flippin', I'm flippin' I ain't a pimp no more, that was '99 'Cause when it came to the breed I had to get mine Top down when I'm roll up the Vegas
I rode my bicycle past your window last night I roller skated to your door at daylight It almost seems like you're avoiding me I'm okay alone but you'
stolen wife And a rhinestone life And some good ol' boys I'm writin' my will On a three dollar bill In the evenin' time Matchsticks strike When I'm ridin' my bike
Bronx.. [KRS-One] We hit em and get em, we stick em and jig em we pick em and kick em Flippin them whip and I'm wing-clippin them lip cause I'm cold
Passed out on the overpass Sunday best and broken glass Broken down from the bikes and bars Suspended like spirits over speeding cars You and me we're
, I ain't right, it's like learning to ride a bike Never forget, it never sleeps And if you fall, you get back up and dust the dirt right off And I'm
?s bad enough I got to deal with all these pressures that stand You tryin? to make me stray away from my plan Know what I?m sayin?? I?m from the gutter
hoe, I'm lettin' you niggas know I'm lettin' you bitches know, front, back and side to side I'm lettin' you niggas know, you know I'm sayin'? This is
got me ridin candy chrome what that do shoppin for a new pair stuntin on you boppers in the DJ booth giggin with some punk rockers she my runnin back, player I'm
s true that we cold as ice, guarantee that we ain't gon chill now ( Hey ) Wrapped up like a motor bike on ya favorite mama's heels now ( Hey ) I'm the
I?m fin? to take you to the tip top baby I?m fin? to take you to the tip top baby I?m fin? to take you to the tip top baby Everybody I?d like to announce
I know these streets and these backyards This barn that's falling down We come to where they're buildin' now And ride our bikes around You think I'm
I'm wishin for a change, my man want his change in a cup Yessir, I'm in the Mix-a-Lot Bitches put em on the glass while I'm puttin stickers on they
pussy I'd be sunshine 'Cause I deliver like the Sun-Times Confined in once-mines on dumb rhymes I combine I'm hype like I'm unsigned, my diet I unswine
and I say I need another drink Bottoming out Bottoming out Bottoming out Bottoming out I'm tearing down route 80 east The sun's on my right side I'm
control And burning keep the hearts all yearning And the heads them keep on turning I dig in, I dig in and sinking my teeth in Spit fire 'cause I'm
Please take a long hard look through your textbook 'Cause I'm history When I strap my helmet on I'll be long gone 'Cause I've been dying to leave Yeah