From out tha deep water
Thank the lord for my voice,
The beat, and the recorder
Now pick an alphabet
And your a z and
While I'm up tryin to be tha best mc and
Now let me in
I got my key in
And with them alphabets,
I never used p-e-n
But I gotta lotta paper
But a lot aint enough
So I got an occupatioin
Gotta bring the baking
Straight to the kitchen table
Homie if ya girl pregnant
You should kiss her naval
Cuz you probably wont live
To see the mothafuckin cradle
Ya past left a scar
And ya future's lookin fatal
Ya can't be sorry
Ya gotta be a savior
Gotta be the bread winner
So go rob the bread maker
When they put ya homey to sleep
It's gotta be a wake up
Ya move in tha hood
Then ya gotta meet the neighbors
Bitch get off me
Bitch get off me
I'm the little ass nigga
Known as big homey
The killas is ballin
The niggas is targets
The snitches is talkin
But this is New Orleans
I love what I got
I'm just livin the moment
I aint dyin just yet
I take a shit in the coffin
I already know how to piss in tha toilet
I'm tryin to get tha pot
To piss in in the mornin'
I never fall back
I'd rather go forward
And when I come through
Ya betta duck like howard
Because I got power
Just like a forward
I come through the lane
And straight dunk like Staudi-
Mire, Amare reminds me of I-uh
He's a Pheonix sun and I am fire
Dis-re-spect and I spit fire
Til ya neck end up like
Hey
Now would ya light that blunt
Promethazine please
Now bitch look at me
Like a set of t.v.'s
I'm just tryin to live out my destiny,
Please, let me do me
I got the recipe, feed
I'm all about my bread
Like a seseme seed
Big dog talkin, check my pedigree flees (HaHa)
And I ball like every team
And I got every girl havin sex with me dream
My heart is in the dirty
But the rest of me clean
I jump for Hollygrove
Like a trampoline fiend
And I rock ya bells
Like a tambourine bean
Jewelry shinin' like flush
Maybaline bling
Red Giants jersey if ya know wut I mean
Gimme Plaxico Burress, number seventeen
One circle, three fingers is tha theme
And young money motha fucka is tha team
Mr. D. Carter From out tha deep water Thank the lord for my voice, The beat, and the recorder Now pick an alphabet And your a z and While I'm up tryin to be tha best mc and Now let me in I got my key in And with them alphabets, I never used p-e-n But I gotta lotta paper But a lot aint enough So I got an occupatioin Gotta bring the baking Straight to the kitchen table Homie if ya girl pregnant You should kiss her naval Cuz you probably wont live To see the mothafuckin cradle Ya past left a scar And ya future's lookin fatal Ya can't be sorry Ya gotta be a savior Gotta be the bread winner So go rob the bread maker When they put ya homey to sleep It's gotta be a wake up Ya move in tha hood Then ya gotta meet the neighbors Bitch get off me Bitch get off me I'm the little ass nigga Known as big homey The killas is ballin The niggas is targets The snitches is talkin But this is New Orleans I love what I got I'm just livin the moment I aint dyin just yet I take a shit in the coffin I already know how to piss in tha toilet I'm tryin to get tha pot To piss in in the mornin' I never fall back I'd rather go forward And when I come through Ya betta duck like howard Because I got power Just like a forward I come through the lane And straight dunk like Staudi- Mire, Amare reminds me of I-uh He's a Pheonix sun and I am fire Dis-re-spect and I spit fire Til ya neck end up like Hey Now would ya light that blunt Promethazine please Now bitch look at me Like a set of t.v.'s I'm just tryin to live out my destiny, Please, let me do me I got the recipe, feed I'm all about my bread Like a seseme seed Big dog talkin, check my pedigree flees (HaHa) And I ball like every team And I got every girl havin sex with me dream My heart is in the dirty But the rest of me clean I jump for Hollygrove Like a trampoline fiend And I rock ya bells Like a tambourine bean Jewelry shinin' like flush Maybaline bling Red Giants jersey if ya know wut I mean Gimme Plaxico Burress, number seventeen One circle, three fingers is tha theme And young money motha fucka is tha team Explain Request ×
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