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The Lox
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So Right
Catch me in the dirt [unverified] In the [unverified]porch burning out Head across seas 'bout to turn it out Coming back home to a furnish house
We three deep, What? And we ain't get no sleep We on the next flight, 25 a night, damn right Plan is to keep the fam tight Copping the Vipe and I ain't stopping at the light
Can't see the dice, ice to bright Heard he with a pretty chick, you a idiot Get a record deal and not take it serious Plan to make hits for a long period
Hell of a living, shit being on television Ball I'm-a score every time there's an inning I once had had a mill and it's just the beginning Everybody want a pool, I need an ocean to swim in
Your fault, so right (So right) It makes me want more (It makes me want more) Your fault, so tight (So tight) You need an encore (Give me an encore)
Yeah, yeah, yeah What up, yo, hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo, before I rock a show, I pray to God in a huddle Sheek laid back, you know, I'm 'bout to bubble All y'all hate that, tryin' to keep me in trouble We take things serious, y'all do it for fun
'Cuz when we hit we stick like noodles When then done International despite thee, West coast beef I blew it down on Keenen Ivory Wayans
Got the all with a grain for the pain So if we conflict you get all in yo brain You gonna play this like little kids play hoolahoop From day 'til it's dark with the fat man scoop Now you spook, you heard Lox about to drop
Pop the top, we got this in a can like Pringle Heard one song, now you changing up your single While I mingle, Sheek the black man jingle In a club with two mommies, that's bilingual
Your fault, so right (So right) It makes me want more (It makes me want more) Your fault, so tight (So tight) Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You need an encore (Give me an encore)
Yeah, wha, wha? Yo, yo, yo, yo
Now what y'all think we here for? Aight then Get this money, keep it tightened, right when All y'all thought y'all was coming to get us 'Cuz we lost B.I.G. but he still wit us
Fooled y'all ass, y'all tools don't blast All we do is make hot songs and use y'all cash I hang my plaques in the bathroom 'Cuz I'm sill thinking 'bout making a hit
While I'm taking a shit Playa Haters be scraping the 6 For no reason, that don't even make no sense I'm happy they made them with bullet proof glass tints
If you want beef, see you at the Bad Boy cook out Get a new look out, pull your black book out Who you know pal for enough to distribute? 2.5 and that's just the tribute
Anything involved with Benji's we with that With the good comes the bad never forget that
Your fault, so right (So right) It makes me want more (It makes me want more) Your fault, so tight (So tight) You need an encore (Give me an encore)
Your fault, so right (So right) It makes me want more (It makes me want more) Your fault, so tight (So tight) You need an encore (Give me an encore)
Your fault, so right (So right) It makes me want more (It makes me want more) Your fault, so tight (So tight) You need an encore (Give me an encore) ...
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