DWHB
We're Back
Back on top, even though we never left I guess we just had to take a minute to catch our breath But now we here in the flesh, on track, on the beat And I give you permission to hop on this meat And I know that you want it, my body's a hot commodity And lady ain't it an oddity how I know that you thought of me I'm the Oracle, bitch, only I can free your mind And baby that's an offer that ain't never been declined Like my Mastercard, bitch, I mean where that money go? I told your ass never to spend it, you spent it though But it's all good, trick, we still in control You can get some dirty dubs as long as you slide down that pole But my finances is fine, Nancy, soon I'll be loaded Cause when this fuckin' album drops, my wallet will be bloated Don't need no Will Hunting to tell us our rhymes is genius Dem Waffle Houze Boiz, we're rappers too, y'dingus We back, we back Mothafucka on track Bitches thought we was gone, but we ain't We back, we back Mothafucka on track Bitches thought we was fake, but we ain't Yeah we're back, motherfucker, like a Dinosaur's Story Bitch, who's your fuckin' daddy? You don't gotta ask Maury Letras de cancionesWe got more wit and clever lines than your homegirl Rory We'll fuck you up with some truth and nigga we ain't sorry Makin' a return like Conan O'Brien Circle of life in full effect, we're no longer baby lions Our beats are more fat than the chicks the Colonel's fryin' We got more free money than Regis Philbin is supplyin' We'll please you more than when your lady gives you different strokes And we'll blow your ass away like you was Sergeant James Doakes Don't compare us to Seinfeld, cause we ain't crackin' jokes Just shut the fuck up, cause who's talkin' is grown folks We back, we back Mothafucka on track Bitches thought we was gone, but we ain't We back, we back Mothafucka on track Bitches thought we was fake, but we ain't I'm on that "we back" shit with the heavy flow Though I ain't never left the game, I keep stackin' dough Got so many dollars you think I'm workin' at the treasury All the girls say my chode is heavenly When it comes to the width, it takes a yardstick to measure me I give the ladies daily doubles like I'm on Jeopardy I'ma call your ass Tobias cause you're in Arrested Development They call me George Sr., I've been charged with embezzlement I know you're a never-nude cause your pecker is small Cause I heard that your rope is less long than your balls Walked up on you in the shower with your cut-offs on You can never get clean, cause you don't wash your mons And that's the opposite of me cause my nuts smell nice Get up in the bath, rub that shit with Old Spice Then I put on my robe, and I walk into the store Grab myself some clothes, FREE MONEY! I'm out the door
From Letras Mania