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A Plus F/ MJG Miscellaneous What You Weigh Me (he is here again) (what you weigh me) (There are many this time) (what you weigh me) Suave House East Coast (We must go) West Coast (Hurry) (Follow me) (A+) Seal em off the one who doubts the A+ now where yo nuts at Let em fall the basketball i'm asking y'all Naw fuck it i'm telling right at the door We gone meet in the park for the six million pimps march We spark brain sticky (I'm controllin the top nines) Connected wit real pimping my niggas done popped wine Tell ya broad to stop look at me close Cause I ain't saving The way a chick could come wit that shit can be amazing (act bad) fuckin wit your mind (A million ways for me to act bad) Only need one to get the job done False niggas step in my path what i'ma do I'ma cut the sheepskin off of the wolf reveal the truth Ain't no use in helping no good niggas cause they betray you Frost eyes strapped with a sword ready to slay you I'ma lay you down busta you can't replace me I got your daddy feeling like a woman now what you weigh me [Chorus] They say life is a bitch shit So is death Until die and then came to life again ask yourself Is you frontin for your manhood from the go Or are you fronting for a certain section or a certain ho I intend to take no mo No blows Knock em out opposite of No-Doze Say plus never can us never can say we Love ho's go to pay me now what you weigh me (MJG) Who in the fuck is this? (MJG)I'm in yo shit Leave yo door locked down (my fault) I'm in yo bitch See you told me in the beginning she had a large heart Hell but I didn't know she had large lips and down the part And good throat too (deep as the ocean) now I can see how she provoke you Man she can swallow some shit any other bitch would choke to She got you outta yo mind from flattery took yo paycheck Promised to be down and you ain't never seen that day yet You fuckin wit niggas that who coast ho's Pointin fingers and slick tricks and broke ho's I dispose of those We broke toes they can't stand on they own ten We don't fold the competition gets blown in Im known in and out of state Bitches come a dime a dozen no niggas get outta place I relate to all the true ass sistas who truly play me Ho's you passed you gone in yo heart now what you weigh me Chorus (A+) You can't stop a young entre-pre-nuer doer Bitch as soon as you can take the tour She's easy dawg wanna make it wit me splurge life The chick would kill for me Just to be my third wife in my third life She's a passed around phony hand me down ass ho And when niggas think they know everything you don't know Jack sh (nah) two cent trick you need a fix You got the Jones Call that broad and pay to keep the lights on The good life living like you was raised You coming wit that check well pimpinery gets paid And ain't no minuses It only be pluses when I'm involved And any funny business go down it get resolved Cause I ain't got to be taking a chance Playing my life just like a lottery Shaking my hand But still you wanna put a stop to me Say you wanna get on down Well ok we stumble and fumble now what you weigh me Chorus 2x Scratches (Be careful) (Be careful) |
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