Tekst piosenki
(intro):Rich
Yoh!
We in Africa son… Shiit…
And we hungry…
Cuz… Show them how to do this… HIT EM..
MAKE US RICH NIGGA!!!!
(Verse)
Chek it…
No one hotter than One/
Wors to Poppa no one hotter than son/
I pack a big pipe, for a thick dyke, that wanna swallow a gun/
That boy Uno stay hot where he from/
(Mike Lowrey In this Biiiatch)
Bad boy dont fuck with these nice dudes/
All these freaky thick rich bitches one night dude/
Black and white… no Mike dude/
Cold dick give her big chills.. Ice Cube/
You know the industry whack/
Middle finger all these industry cats/
Im in the streets with a stick of endo and i handle in the streets rap/
Put an end to all these industry cats/(got that nicca)
You know… One Rhyme sick/
Kill a nigga career when i one line shit/
Am about mine/
Im thinkin its bout time/
That we hold it down/
No doubt muthafucka…
The kid got`em singin…(whaat?)
(Hook)
I got em singin…..(and your sister too!)
I got em singin…..(and yo mama too!)
I got em singin…..(is that yo aunty!?)
Yeah you know I got em singin…..(got em all singin!?)
I got em singin…..(yeah!)
I got em singin…..(whaat!?)
Even your girl be singin….(even your girl, shiiit!!)
(Verse)
One Minute six seconds/ (that`s a verse nicca)
One in it, streets reppin/ (What!?)
One in it, bitch check in/
No Master P, no limit, spit reckless/ (Bonkers!!!)
Y`all should get with the wordplay/
Baker man, bake my own cake for my birthday/
East African boy, Tanzania the birth place/
Gotta get it all, thats my word, no wordplay/(scrabble)
I make your town wanna speak street/
Come through, niggas spaced out no E.T/
Be easy.. Be easy/
Fuck your cute bars, this too hot for t.v/ (hotter than Beyonce Nigga!!!?)
Nigga am not playing/
East African, E.A, nigga i got game/
So tell the D.J, go D.J/
I just wanna turn this bitch up…. NO REPLAYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Go….go…..go….go Deejaaay…..
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