Ok I said its Cruzy bastard baby your favourite son of a bitch
Bars so remote press my buttons but still my channel can't switch
Prince of the 6 6 6 and standing on business
Written and ran with the misfits
Consistent midrange n assist when I can't swish it
Hey chick you know I ain't here for no wasted time
But you don't tell your click about me I'm your favourite lie
And My pockets on fried
And I'm always on time
I Paul Pierce right through a ho that's why she hate when I lie
Rock the garden like Michael Jordan 1999
Rolling loud outside with sounds of al green
Take that once a day and I might walk the valley of death
And rally a check
How much my wallet gone bench
My bank account look like Shaq there ain't no dunking on him
You wanna take this crown off my dome you gotta chop off my head
Too icy slice and dice prices almost cut off my nose
We gotta sale free ass whooping for when I called you a ho
If he choke then he choke
Remember murda she wrote
Teach nerds flirt with the verse and brush the dirt off your shoulder
And if he ride than he ride
And if he die than he die
Pen and pad on me like a strap I keep my waist line in line
Wash features on a track and hang his ass out to dry
Laundromat flow this them those 25
Cent rappers couldn't be 50 cent of me if you tried
If yall bitches bad my girl got evil eyes
Need a rolls ghost for my next boo yes you
Shorty a lil Dracula but never sucking on you
Dawg said he got 4 girls
Nah dawg them 2 2s
Who's these Who's who's that's not Cruz I flip in like guess who
The boogie man has arrived surviving gone through a blizzard
The candy man in the mirror placed a bet on himself and that package delivered
Certified hater fertilizing the game
Ain't safe like we paid the refs and certifying the wage
The contest changed
This gone be an out of province tournament
Like we headed for the NBA
Getting calls from your shorty that's the championship ring
Baby I gotta teach you how to dream
Close your eyes open your ears and take a leap
Show me what you know all that dirty talk is cheap
I only got time motherf*ckers with money now
That's a lie but I'm bout to be getting that money now
Oh
Still on that 905 bullshit
Told Manoah to throw some Toronto influence on it
This Noah flow biblical times but we living electronic
So dope you call me the chronic but I'll be pushing beyond it
Tryna lead the real Gs outta the Nazareth
Y'all average and flows to manufactured
New era rappers and everybody a capper
The only thing I have to fear is fear itself
We made a city off rock and roll and he built it himself
Im biggie, I mean bigger than i've ever been
Smoking bitches GL CBD ready as i've ever been
I'm like the George latore of New York I father these children
Unlike sewlynn I never got up in metal works no money no problems
I studied up on George like cambridge in selwyn
I just took you hos coast to coast through the suburban
Just a product of the music I was listening
And my environment
Tryna get my parents to retirement
And i'll express my judgment that y'all lil boys are irrelevant
No really ho please dont let me lose my temperament/temper man
Go ahead make a move dawg i'm ready for war
Who want smoke wit zig cuz im ready to spark
Most of the time these fake hos just act
But some guys really wanna get me like it's the name of this track
Crews_Official - 1997 Lyrics
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English
Ok I said its Cruzy bastard baby your favourite son of a bitch
Bars so remote press my buttons but still my channel can't switch
Prince of the 6 6 6 and standing on business
Written and ran with the misfits
Consistent midrange n assist when I can't swish it
Hey chick you know I ain't here for no wasted time
But you don't tell your click about me I'm your favourite lie
And My pockets on fried
And I'm always on time
I Paul Pierce right through a ho that's why she hate when I lie
Rock the garden like Michael Jordan 1999
Rolling loud outside with sounds of al green
Take that once a day and I might walk the valley of death
And rally a check
How much my wallet gone bench
My bank account look like Shaq there ain't no dunking on him
You wanna take this crown off my dome you gotta chop off my head
Too icy slice and dice prices almost cut off my nose
We gotta sale free ass whooping for when I called you a ho
If he choke then he choke
Remember murda she wrote
Teach nerds flirt with the verse and brush the dirt off your shoulder
And if he ride than he ride
And if he die than he die
Pen and pad on me like a strap I keep my waist line in line
Wash features on a track and hang his ass out to dry
Laundromat flow this them those 25
Cent rappers couldn't be 50 cent of me if you tried
If yall bitches bad my girl got evil eyes
Need a rolls ghost for my next boo yes you
Shorty a lil Dracula but never sucking on you
Dawg said he got 4 girls
Nah dawg them 2 2s
Who's these Who's who's that's not Cruz I flip in like guess who
The boogie man has arrived surviving gone through a blizzard
The candy man in the mirror placed a bet on himself and that package delivered
Certified hater fertilizing the game
Ain't safe like we paid the refs and certifying the wage
The contest changed
This gone be an out of province tournament
Like we headed for the NBA
Getting calls from your shorty that's the championship ring
Baby I gotta teach you how to dream
Close your eyes open your ears and take a leap
Show me what you know all that dirty talk is cheap
I only got time motherf*ckers with money now
That's a lie but I'm bout to be getting that money now
Oh
Still on that 905 bullshit
Told Manoah to throw some Toronto influence on it
This Noah flow biblical times but we living electronic
So dope you call me the chronic but I'll be pushing beyond it
Tryna lead the real Gs outta the Nazareth
Y'all average and flows to manufactured
New era rappers and everybody a capper
The only thing I have to fear is fear itself
We made a city off rock and roll and he built it himself
Im biggie, I mean bigger than i've ever been
Smoking bitches GL CBD ready as i've ever been
I'm like the George latore of New York I father these children
Unlike sewlynn I never got up in metal works no money no problems
I studied up on George like cambridge in selwyn
I just took you hos coast to coast through the suburban
Just a product of the music I was listening
And my environment
Tryna get my parents to retirement
And i'll express my judgment that y'all lil boys are irrelevant
No really ho please dont let me lose my temperament/temper man
Go ahead make a move dawg i'm ready for war
Who want smoke wit zig cuz im ready to spark
Most of the time these fake hos just act
But some guys really wanna get me like it's the name of this track
Bars so remote press my buttons but still my channel can't switch
Prince of the 6 6 6 and standing on business
Written and ran with the misfits
Consistent midrange n assist when I can't swish it
Hey chick you know I ain't here for no wasted time
But you don't tell your click about me I'm your favourite lie
And My pockets on fried
And I'm always on time
I Paul Pierce right through a ho that's why she hate when I lie
Rock the garden like Michael Jordan 1999
Rolling loud outside with sounds of al green
Take that once a day and I might walk the valley of death
And rally a check
How much my wallet gone bench
My bank account look like Shaq there ain't no dunking on him
You wanna take this crown off my dome you gotta chop off my head
Too icy slice and dice prices almost cut off my nose
We gotta sale free ass whooping for when I called you a ho
If he choke then he choke
Remember murda she wrote
Teach nerds flirt with the verse and brush the dirt off your shoulder
And if he ride than he ride
And if he die than he die
Pen and pad on me like a strap I keep my waist line in line
Wash features on a track and hang his ass out to dry
Laundromat flow this them those 25
Cent rappers couldn't be 50 cent of me if you tried
If yall bitches bad my girl got evil eyes
Need a rolls ghost for my next boo yes you
Shorty a lil Dracula but never sucking on you
Dawg said he got 4 girls
Nah dawg them 2 2s
Who's these Who's who's that's not Cruz I flip in like guess who
The boogie man has arrived surviving gone through a blizzard
The candy man in the mirror placed a bet on himself and that package delivered
Certified hater fertilizing the game
Ain't safe like we paid the refs and certifying the wage
The contest changed
This gone be an out of province tournament
Like we headed for the NBA
Getting calls from your shorty that's the championship ring
Baby I gotta teach you how to dream
Close your eyes open your ears and take a leap
Show me what you know all that dirty talk is cheap
I only got time motherf*ckers with money now
That's a lie but I'm bout to be getting that money now
Oh
Still on that 905 bullshit
Told Manoah to throw some Toronto influence on it
This Noah flow biblical times but we living electronic
So dope you call me the chronic but I'll be pushing beyond it
Tryna lead the real Gs outta the Nazareth
Y'all average and flows to manufactured
New era rappers and everybody a capper
The only thing I have to fear is fear itself
We made a city off rock and roll and he built it himself
Im biggie, I mean bigger than i've ever been
Smoking bitches GL CBD ready as i've ever been
I'm like the George latore of New York I father these children
Unlike sewlynn I never got up in metal works no money no problems
I studied up on George like cambridge in selwyn
I just took you hos coast to coast through the suburban
Just a product of the music I was listening
And my environment
Tryna get my parents to retirement
And i'll express my judgment that y'all lil boys are irrelevant
No really ho please dont let me lose my temperament/temper man
Go ahead make a move dawg i'm ready for war
Who want smoke wit zig cuz im ready to spark
Most of the time these fake hos just act
But some guys really wanna get me like it's the name of this track
Writer: Cruz Rodrigues
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid