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(Mike D) I stay up all night, I go to sleep watching Dragnet Never sleep alone because Jimmy is the magnet I`m so rope, they call me Mr. Roper When the troubles arise, you know I`m the cool coper On the mic I score, just like the Yankees Get over on Miss Crabtree like my main man Spanky Excuse me young lady I don`t mean to trouble ya Ya lookin` so hot inside your BMW I got lucky, I brought home the Kitten Before I got busy I slipped on the mitten Can`t get better odds because I`m a sure thing Proud Mary is a turning and rolling like a ring-ding Jump the turnstiles never pay the toll I did the doo-wah diddy and bust `em with the pre roll Customs jailed me over an herb seed Don`t rat out your boy over some rat weed I`m out of your back door, I`m into another You boyfriend doesn`t know about me and your mother Not perfect grammer, always perfect timing The Mike stands for money and the D is for diamonds
(MCA) Roses are red, the sky is blue I got my barrel at `cha neck so what the fuck you gonna do It`s just two wheels and me, the wind in my eyes The engine is the music and my nine`s by my side `Cuz you know Y-A-U-C-H I`m taking all MC`s out in the place Taking life as it comes, no fool am I Going off, getting paid, and I don`t ask why Playin` beats on my box, making music for the many Know a lot of def girls that are doing their thing A lot of parents like to think I`m a villain I`m just chillin`, like Bob Dylan Yeah I smoke cheeba, it helps me with my brain I might be a little dusted but I`m not insane People come up to me and they try to talk shit, man I was making records when you were sucking your mothers dick
(Ad-Rock) Girl You`re walking tall now in your fancy clothes You got fancy things that goin` up your nose Ya` getting fancy gifts from expensive men You`re a dog on a leash like a pig in a pen Mothership connection, getting girls affection If your life needs correction, don`t follow my direction You got your 8x10, your agent, your Harley You`ll be driving around Hollywood, yo, sorry Charlie `Cuz I`m running things like some mack motherfucker You`ll be slipping your slack in your face `cuz your a false fake sucker You slipped your slack, you cock me and you`re wack While I`m reading "On The Road" by my man Jack Kerouac Poetry in motion, coconut lotion Had to diss the girl because she got to emotional Are you experienced little girl? I want to know what goes on in your little girl world `Cuz I`m on your mind, it`s hard to forget me I`ll take your pride for a ride if you let me So peace out, y`all PCP, song out Full throttle to the bottle and full full clout And I`m out
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