[Chorus: Billy Danze] Nobody told me it was (SHARKS) in the water So I'ma fuck around and spit (SPARKS) through the water It's frigidly cold and (DARK) in the water And I don't wanna hear when a (SHARK) in the water bitch ONE TIME for my niggaz in the background TWO TIMES for my niggaz that don't back down (You gotta stay in the pocket playin this cold game) Fuck procedures nigga we gon' do our own thang
[Lil' Fame] That nigga Mighty Joe Young back to loc' again; y'all niggaz better calm down 'fore I give your motherfuckin chest a grand opening Now who's next up to bat? To get clapped When the heat bang go 'head your brains leakin through your hat I'ma do it like a G though, nigga you know the steelo Hit with a torpedo, stripped like Carlito Hit yo' ass in broad daylight like Mark Chapman did John Lennon from the Beatles, here's a fresh tuxedo Get tucked 6 feet below, you get greeted with roses and obituary cards for your people (NO WARNING) You don't wanna know what the fuck that's like (IT'S NO WARNING) Now you know you done fucked up right? I got that old Fame back, chrome thang strapped, Home Team strapped And this whole thang for the Home Team map, yes sir F'realla, buck buck, f'realla, BLAM BLAM Cap pealer motherfucker, blood spiller (NIGGA!)
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[Billy Danze] Fuck procedures nigga, I do my own shit You saw what G's I run with, I spit my own clips I get my own chips, I make my own hits I chrome my own 6, I bought my own bitch I'm on my own dick!! In my opinion ain't nobody fuckin with Danze the man's sick AND Shake your pom poms, and protest up out who you niggaz feel is the best; me I'ma stomp on! So ONE TIME for my niggaz in the background From the door the treacherous nigga we back down I'm anxious to see how you motherfuckers act now VROOM VROOM VROOM VROOM.. how does that sound? CRUCIAL! Hot E's through your P's with some, shit up my sleeves that'll put you at ease It's the world famous M.O.P., we rugged rough sayin M.O.P., we gon' do our own thang
[Chorus]
[Lil' Fame] Shit I'm back where Tupac fell off the roof, I got the +Juice+ niggaro You man whore fuck bitch, +Deuce Bigalow+ You ain't a she or a he, you a shit rewind When Fame spit it, you ain't fuckin with him, shit I'll be around, you can find me where the dogs be at With more motherfuckin machines than a laundromat
[Billy Danze] Once again from the hilltops It's your boy Bill and boy do the boy Bill rock (the homey's so in) The homey's so real, the true school'll pass over any one of you fake slitherin ass cobras Send every one of them snakes and I'll rattle 'em soldier And knock potholes in your Rover, you vulture
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Copy to Clipboard: [Chorus: Billy Danze] Nobody told me it was (SHARKS) in the water So I'ma fuck around and spit (SPARKS) through the water It's frigidly cold and (DARK) in the water And I don't wanna hear when a (SHARK) in the water bitch ONE TIME for my niggaz in the background TWO TIMES for my niggaz that don't back down (You gotta stay in the pocket playin this cold game) Fuck procedures nigga we gon' do our own thang
[Lil' Fame] That nigga Mighty Joe Young back to loc' again; y'all niggaz better calm down 'fore I give your motherfuckin chest a grand opening Now who's next up to bat? To get clapped When the heat bang go 'head your brains leakin through your hat I'ma do it like a G though, nigga you know the steelo Hit with a torpedo, stripped like Carlito Hit yo' ass in broad daylight like Mark Chapman did John Lennon from the Beatles, here's a fresh tuxedo Get tucked 6 feet below, you get greeted with roses and obituary cards for your people (NO WARNING) You don't wanna know what the fuck that's like (IT'S NO WARNING) Now you know you done fucked up right? I got that old Fame back, chrome thang strapped, Home Team strapped And this whole thang for the Home Team map, yes sir F'realla, buck buck, f'realla, BLAM BLAM Cap pealer motherfucker, blood spiller (NIGGA!)
[Chorus]
[Billy Danze] Fuck procedures nigga, I do my own shit You saw what G's I run with, I spit my own clips I get my own chips, I make my own hits I chrome my own 6, I bought my own bitch I'm on my own dick!! In my opinion ain't nobody fuckin with Danze the man's sick AND Shake your pom poms, and protest up out who you niggaz feel is the best; me I'ma stomp on! So ONE TIME for my niggaz in the background From the door the treacherous nigga we back down I'm anxious to see how you motherfuckers act now VROOM VROOM VROOM VROOM.. how does that sound? CRUCIAL! Hot E's through your P's with some, shit up my sleeves that'll put you at ease It's the world famous M.O.P., we rugged rough sayin M.O.P., we gon' do our own thang
[Chorus]
[Lil' Fame] Shit I'm back where Tupac fell off the roof, I got the +Juice+ niggaro You man whore fuck bitch, +Deuce Bigalow+ You ain't a she or a he, you a shit rewind When Fame spit it, you ain't fuckin with him, shit I'll be around, you can find me where the dogs be at With more motherfuckin machines than a laundromat
[Billy Danze] Once again from the hilltops It's your boy Bill and boy do the boy Bill rock (the homey's so in) The homey's so real, the true school'll pass over any one of you fake slitherin ass cobras Send every one of them snakes and I'll rattle 'em soldier And knock potholes in your Rover, you vulture
[Chorus]
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