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07-16-2005, 05:32 PM | #1 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: Dirty South, Marrero/New Orleans. LA
Posts: 22
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Wickedness
Y----E---A---H
I'ma get inside ya mind and shake ya brain. Give ya insonic thoughts, while ya go insane. Cause i know you hatin on how i make my change. Don't hate on me player-look hate the Game. Step a-side nah--c'mon let me do my thang. i wanna show how low my n*ts can hang. The microphone in my pants make them shorties wanna sang. I'm talking power in that a**-yeah bang! bang! bang! So how u figure u can mess with me baby sitter. i'm ya worse nightmare-more than cancer to ya liver. Yall gon make me start a whole new Era. Westbank up in here- step up i dare ya. And when ya b****es get mad, i say so long. I'ma keep taking ya shorties and stay pro-long. yeah take em out them panties-n-replace em with thongs. We graduate in the next generation-yeah nothing on. So you can shut up b****, get out my face. i was just gon beat cha up-nah i gotta catch a case. Go-ahead run forrest, but it's gon be a short chase. Before ya run into a slugger that knocks ya outter-space. W'zup i'm just begining just wanted to get some info on progress whether it be good or bad- let cha boi know i did have to edit it- it's alot more vulgar and explicit so this is the Sugarcoated version- if ya smelling it -holla it's free-so u ain't got to pay for the meal. Mr slogan & Black-n-mild copywritten 2005 Dirty South Love Yeah |