![kalimah.top](https://kalimah.top/extra/logo.png)
method man - show lyrics
[intro: sample]
“wanna see the world, ain’t scared to do it
even if, your shocked by it
me and you, lost when you do it
by myself, better off bein’ you”
[intro: method man]
smoke cess n-gg-, smokin’ that a.k
norther lights, yeah.. stick ’em!
uh, ahhh, baby, you know it like a poet, baby doll
yeah, yeah, crooked letter in, uh uh, s.i., better
known as the crooked letter i
come on! self service
[method man]
y’all know me since ’93, now let that weed burn
back in this b-tch, cl-ss dismissed, it’s the return
of the super sperm, game over, lose a turn
takes a germ to kill a germ, when will y’all killas learn
your only as good as your last hit
soon as you put them automatics on safety that’s it
i calm them b-st-rds, i call them ratchets
till you blasted, till y’all come ashes to ashes
we make cl-ssic, huh, bring you a rougher sound
you either up or down, don’t get that -ss kicked
ya’ll n-gg-z f-ck around, y’all only tough around
the crowds, scared to bust a round, don’t get that -ss kicked
what part of the game is this?
i came to break bread, evidently y’all killas came to b-tch, n-gg-
so, whose the whipped n-gg-, don’t even trip, n-gg-
some say they pull trigga, i think they bullsh-tter
i just begun to fight, if mommy like daddy talk
then daddy might get him some tonight
give me, my limelight, give me, my five mics
give me, some weed and a light to get my mind right
is he, the illest m.c., to ever play the tough city
to find out it’ll cost you bout a buck fifty
across your face swiftly, my after taste sh-tty
whose built by new yitty, whose milked like two t-tties
and i ain’t even got to say my name
i got this duck wit her legs up like, “say my name, trick”
you think it’s all a game, like p-ssy all the same
i’m speakin’ toilet slang, not seakin’ hall of fame
it’s raw, sushi, stain in your drawers, dooky
quarter a lucy, quarter more for a groupie
that like to pop snoopy, think she gon’ pop coochie
just ’cause you got gucci, don’t mean you not hoochie
girl, i tell it like a t-i-n
ain’t no other kids eatin’ till i feed my kids
trick, oh, you ain’t crushin’, sister, i can’t do nothin’ wit you
my money’s celebate, honey, and we ain’t f-ckin’ wit you
i do it for the nookie, some say i’m too pushy
only thing better than p-ssy, that’s some new p-ssy
there that go, looky, it’s gettin’ ugly even
with n-gg-z so broke, they couldn’t spend a lovely even
[outro: method man]
yeah, that’s it
yeah, method man has just left the m-th-f-ckin’ building
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- мёртвые дельфины (mertvie delphiny) - tekiller lyrics
- amelia (fr) - néons lyrics
- gene watson - this country's bigger than texas lyrics
- dj aiden tracklists - dream island vol. 1 lyrics
- esmo (fra) - des mois que j'dors pas lyrics
- rina (alb) - kanarina lyrics
- myke towers - hasta luego lyrics
- nino toka - seq 2 lyrics
- zi:kill - lonely lyrics
- michelly possu - madness of absent love lyrics