
Date of issue: 31.12.1989
Song language: English
Musty |
Thursday, one eleven pm |
Everbody in club get tipsy |
Everbody in the club get pissy |
Yo, Tar boy, it’s ya boy, Musty, ha ah |
Still ain’t wearin' no deodorant, baby, uh huh, never |
'Til the day I die, eea |
Woo, it’s get blowed |
Yo, ya boy J-kwon |
He’s a mothafuckin' law in the makin', baby |
Woo woo, but we got one problem Tar |
Back to the crib, bangin' that mothafuckin' banger, ha ha |
Just tell 'em to turn his shit down |
Huh, maybe 'bout nanh, two or three notches |
Takin' pictures off my wall |
But hey, I don’t want no problems |
Boy, you fuckin' track boys are crazy, yo |
Get this message, call me back, you know |
We can rap 'mono e mono' |
But you know, on the house phone |
555, 55, huh? |
5, yea, that’s it |
Call me back ASAP, baby |
1 or is it 2? |
Fuck it, it’s, add it up 3, baby |
Holla back, peace |
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