Common "Announcement" |
I'm finna take it to the tip top babyx3 everybody i'd like to announce throw your hands up when we in the house yeah this is hip-hop baby i'm finna take it to the tip top baby and tell your girl that the tickets is out and we gonna do this till they kickin us out cuz this is hip hop baby I'm finna take it to the tip top baby live from the south side this one hide your gun representin Chi town to the fullest raps are bullets see those rappers they be duckin when Comm be buckin in the kitchen fuckin on the sink got my momma a mink think Common is the link thought the game was extinct lady them jeans is a slim shady brought them back from the 80's now let's make some babies freestyle paid off so link in pavement now we can push more whips than slavery Alex Haley of this rap shit my roots is deep you heard the bitch in you yeah i know what's beef let it cook and i pop like grease you thirsty niggas can't shot my feast ugh i still love her she be needing a dick when it comes to hip hop it's just me and my bitch everybody i'd like to announce throw your hands up when we in the house yeah this is hip-hop baby i'm finna take it to the tip top baby and tell your girl that the tickets is out and we gonna do this till they kickin us out cuz this is hip hop baby I'm finna take it to the tip top baby pharell baby your like what da fuck there is no other my name crossed my rose so quickly i bought another sorry mr. william moved out the building spot to the top 50 ft was the silliam slow down son your killing them well funding it was not she reveals reminiscent and give me chills when Puff was with Biggie Versace on every nigga like a cop deportion drove through a city now all the little bitty's from ugly to pretty I was a magician mesmerize made a missin My dick is like a blow pop baby And it gets stiffer than some Botox baby But show out baby and show me you gonna act right And I'll be peddling backwards like a track bike She ain't know the casio cost 100 It's been two years since I've done it now all the rappers want it What? everybody i'd like to announce throw your hands up when we in the house yeah this is hip-hop baby i'm finna take it to the tip top baby and tell your girl that the tickets is out and we gonna do this till they kickin us out cuz this is hip hop baby I'm finna take you to the tip top baby As I sit back relax with Chicago on my back Unzip the backpack pull out a 5th of yack I'll probably go to jail but nahh that ain't me I style crazy A net like Jay z The black Kojak I get money and want more stacks The rap photographer the way the flow stacks Broads say are you a philosopher? Yeah yeah I'll philosophy on top of ya everybody i'd like to announce throw your hands up when we in the house yeah this is hip-hop baby i'm finna take it to the tip top baby and tell your girl that the tickets is out and we gonna do this till they kickin us out cuz this is hip hop baby I'm finna take it to the tip top baby Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |