a smack (Ayy) She hit the flo (She hit the flo) Next thing you know Shawty got low low low low low low low low [Verse 1:] I ain't never seen nuthin
each others' eyes Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful They can all get fucked, just stay true to you So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful They
they man Know when I need her she got a big booty like the cute girl Anita Low like Kesha when she on the mic Move on to another cos she wasn't treated
get it I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault I sell I
, shit is real you know how we do when the young niggas peel out Don't squeal [undecipherable] [Ice-T] If you niggas don't know you should know by now
the Pulse of the rhyme flow Once I lock you up, you can't get loose You stuck your head inside and I placed the noose The mic drips juice slow from
'm on the mic so I think I better mention this I don't like Gucci, Fila, Louie or Fendi Those are fads and I ain't trendy But wheter your names Lucy,
throwing up the W Bringing trouble to Those in sight King T and Big Ice Chorus: [Ice-T] But T that's trippin' and that ain't my sport I'd rather
Grip the mic like a .44 magnum, dust you off if you suck 'cause I ain't You want me to write soft rhyme's, Sorry, I can't, I write the rhythm The rhythm
come down But don't let me fall Don't let me fall, don't let me fall They say what goes up must come down But don't let me fall, don't let me fall '
in the hype 'Cause the nigga wear a coofie, it don't mean that he bright 'Cause you don't understand him, it don't mean that he nice It just means you don't
Listen doctor I have pain that grows inside myself shelf me please I just can't ease the pain I need some drugs to help ah pollution fills my lungs
't scared of buck niggas, we ain't scared of whole clicks Fuck 'em niggas, take they hoes and they mothafuckin' shit We ain't scared of buck niggas, we ain't
Taylor Swift:] You don't want to fight me [T-Pain:] Straight to the top [Taylor Swift:] In my extra small white tee [T-Pain:] T-Swift and T-Pain all
Isn't Over Until the Flesh has crept and taked No time to hesitate, anticipation Much to be done And it don't matter where ya come Really don't matter
flow through my veins I stand before this mic with a stepped up game Some things, when I look, how they never gonna change It ain't a thing, niggas wild
me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh that n-ggas know you can't really f-ck with that Pusha T, the Clipse just
brawl Ima' be strapped like four [?] Blow smoke rings in the meetin' If I ain't gettin' half of what I sell you ain't eatin' niether Our leader won't
