Got you working with some ass, yeah You bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah His last, yeah Hoes clown when you pass, yeah They mad, yeah You gon' ride in the Jag, yeah With dad, yeah You could smoke or buy a bag, yeah A grass, yeah Got money I confess, yeah And trash, yeah I'm a Big Tymer nigga, yeah Pulling trigger, yeah A player hater to flip with, yeah Gon' head and fill it, yeah I be slanging wood, yeah Out the hood, yeah Let it be understood, yeah It's all good, yeah Got a nigga screaming large, yeah On the hard, yeah A smooth ghetto broad, yeah I want the broad, yeah A nigga do a trick, yeah On the dick, yeah You claiming you want a bitch, yeah That ain't shit, yeah The nigga with the money, yeah Don't act funny, yeah Got birds and I'm running, yeah 'Bout a hundred, yeah
If that doesn't bring you back, I don't know what will.
-Oprah, keep'n it fresh since 1983
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Let go of the reins baby.. j00 workin' way too hard!
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I know. I try
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You're welcome.
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Yeah...............what is this? This is a song? Man does this add to Rap's cache of legitimacy! DYLAN.....eat your heart out.
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Hey thanks for visiting. I'll keep up the good work and keep reminding all of the big pants and vibrant sounds of youth. Heh.
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Yo...
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Oh great. Like I needed another reason to hate fuckin' Oprah.
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You just can't make this shit up. Which is the sad part.