Song Description

The Cure to your woes.

Lyrics

This is the sound
U bump in the crowd
Feelin' cold
My eye's are swoll
From peepin' ladies around
The time is now
For u to really talk shit
Now I'm gonna start a list
Soon as u can pick a chick
And make a wish
But hope she not a joke
The last time u provoke
Yo stupid ass got choke
From the Bong that u toke
There's no reason for cheezin
Buy yo own shit
Before u start speedin
REMEMBER!
Lust is a must
Six4 who can u trust
Lyrics ruff & stuff
Don't spit if ya bluff
Six line I cuss
On a trick or a slut
I never ask for much
Women scream from my touch
And for what
(Chorus)
Dope rhymes
Skepticism is on yo mind
When u see me grind
(Repeated 2x's)
I'm gettin' to move the crowd
Am I wild?
U ask the ladies that they smile
They not gonna fear it
Love to hear it
Repel from my mouth
Soft & wet they booties fat
As I'm checkin it out
Yea its me
I'm rippin' up the M.I.C
B.E.W.A.R.E.
Of this nigga "Skee"
Logically u must stink
Like some shit in a sink
Runnin & gunnin like Spree
Snatchin' & scatchin like "D"
What may it be are irrelevant
To my dope rhymes
Skepticism on yo mind
When u see me grind (Yo)
Astute as I wanna be
Better watch what u gonna see
Helter Skelter I gotta be
Got u swearin' its clemency
Remember the time u were sent to me
Tap that ass as I bent u "G"
Real fast is it meant for me
Can I last a century (she said)
"Hold on "D" is it meant for me?"
Baby beware of the flare
Cause its meant to please
With ease....
(Chorus)
Dope rhymes
Skepticism is on yo mind
When u see me grind
(Repeated 2x's)
Fasho!