the booty's gettin' slapped up I love them chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread Long as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her head How
s interior gator I call em' Now and Later 'cuz they candy flavored You see I drive one now and drive the other one later Shit, it's the new Fresh Prince
bitch, and they step their head nigga that be talking that shit It's some West-side niggas and they deep in this bitch, and they step their head nigga
it with ya friends, go out with other chicks Be all up in the mix, you got the right to do it You wanna be a pimp, be treated like a prince Go 'head and
quick, I ain't no Tootsie Roll All you good fo' is some head and some pussy, ho And if the pussy and the head tight, we fuck 'em twice 'Cuz Short Dawg
When I'm right, I'm right, when you're wrong, you're wrong I'm the bomb, records is platinum, skin is bronze Flows all night like vintage dom Been this nice since the first Prince
, hey ho Head, booty, and cock, what you like, fellas? Head, booty, and cock, Michael J like? Head, sex, and welfare checks, even Prince like? Head,
wanna do Think of all the people I never wanna meet I close my eyes and I go to sleep Tully baby, you're trapped behind your golden bars I'm the Prince
I close the door And I rest my head on the tile floor Sickness and sleep turning me cold And I am still not sure Is there some better place I could be heading
its Friday No rest on weekend all these mini me is cliche I shake one disc 6 disc 1994 young bring your girl around me I'll get a head spun, head spun, head
niggas out there frontlin'n I hit the street and seem them boys out there locking up some older heads said "God damn homie hold your head" and hold your head
Flight attendant woke me up said Mr.Cole you have arrived, welcome In this game the price of fame is steep, Lord help 'em Keep 'em sane Prayin' that the heat won't melt 'em I'm headed
be seeing Tupac Cinderella told me you was paid, if it's all true Simon Says you can grab the hat, sink and fall through Somebody?s sleeping in my bed, getting my head
the drummer can you let me in? Tell the guitar player that I brought my friends She was fine, sweet with a touch of class No head, no backstage Pass
Motherfucker I'm fly, I ain't no scary goon Try me and I guarantee you I'ma see you very soon Leave a nigga ass out like Prince, take his bitch Put my
me every time he thought he knew it all Something new would come up So at this time let's welcome Drake, the newest member to the family Whom my son, JS prince
big house, driveway look like a car lot Since we young and black that's enough to make them President bitches fall out But I got the game from J. Prince
nigga can put And I'm a gangsta from my head to my foot, blacker than soot I got the hood behind me, the streets co-signed me Head puttin' in the ghetto