paroles de chanson Intro - Skit - Big Tymers , Turk

I'm ready, man
I'm ready, Turch
Just turn it up
First of all, I'd like to start off by kissing my motherfucking self
You heard me?
Just a little bit more
I don't need nobody to kiss me '
Cause I'm that motherfucking beautiful
Then I'd like to say I love the fuck out of myself
Self, I love the fuck out of you
You heard me?
I'm just so in-fucking-fatuated with myself
Now, this shit is dedicated to the motherfucking pimps
The motherfucking politicians, the motherfucking prostitutes
The motherfucking meat beaters, the niggas with the big
Feeders, the motherfucking baby mamas, the mamas' babies
You know what I'm saying?
The grandmas, the grandpas, anybody with some
Fucking cheddar, this is dedicated to you
Niggas on the fucking streets, niggas in jail, niggas all over the
World, niggas with Jheri curls, niggas with perms, you know
Niggas riding on 14s on up to fucking 22s, we got you, you heard me?
Niggas with one motherfucking gold teeth in the middle
Of they fucking mouth, we got you, you heard me?
Hoes with bad hair and perms and burns
And all that shit, we got you, baby
We holding it down for you
Mwah!
For the Cash Money family, you heard me?
Little nigga that don't like that, you know what I'm
Saying, all them bitch ass niggas that's talking
About, "That's not real." You know what I'm saying?
"Them niggas ain't keeping it real
That ain't real hip hop and all that shit
" Suck a rich nigga dick, you heard me?
'Cause your paperwork ain't right, pussy ass nigga
But you ain't gonna do a motherfucking thing to that white boy
That fucked over you and took your cheddar and ran with your shit
What you talking about?
We bling too much
Them niggas bling too much
Well, guess what, bitch?
You sing too much
I hate that shit
Get another profession
Y'all niggas need to get the fuck up out the game
Goodnight
This is Turch's album, you bitch
I love you, self
Self, I love you