![]() Opulence, decadence, black excellence and lots of it Uh, look, momma said, "The messiah's in moccasinsĪnd show a way to live with other options" Nappy dreadlocks like a rasta man (Rasta man) Shootin' up the block, can't stop revenge (Oh) It depends, penny for your sins (For your sins) It's a gun inside my pants, and the whole world's in his hands (Dance) I'm not a two steppin' man, I said, "I do not dance" ![]() You could see the hustle, you could recognizeĪnd my lil' nasty chick (Yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah)ĭance now, dan-, dan-, pshh, dan- (Ah, ah, ah, ah)ĭance now, dan-, dan-, pshh, dan- (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Only showin’ muscle when it’s flexin' time We could pick a date to come stretch you out 'Cause you niggas buggin', spray pesticides Got a country cousin cruisin’ with the blammer Then they saw the patrol, it was time to roll "He should be good, man, he signed to Cole" "When he spittin', I hope he don’t sell his soul" They say "JID a scribbler, he silly with it"
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