Lyrics

Hey, Quas, let 'em know why you the bad character I only come out when the sky gets dark, in the night time We get sharp light when it's the right time I run around town scalping old folks for butter knives No regards for nothing, we all up on the gutter life I keep it on the down low, just like a terrorist Planning out the illest shit but always keep it error less I'm like a bully that started out in the first grade Picking out the chumps in class, that's when the nurse came Sticking pencils in the hand of the principal Heh, there's nothing you can tell me 'cuz I'm feeling indismissable Yo, it's the bad character, you know the routine Smoking dough in the back of the church with, with Rev too clean Hey, Willie, Ima never grow up, I got toys from my others The last person that took us is permanently swimming with fishes I give a what you think of my life Hitting every wife 'cuz we all up on strife Hey, Quas, leave him alone, oh, shit I tie you up to the back of my car Take a far trip, after ten drinks at a bar It's like a belt, yo, I be hitting mad tail Doom's nominated for the best rolled L's Quas is nominated for the best sold spells Madlib's often hated cause he has less sales The new breed, Quasimoto take over Connect the dots so we can get the shake rover Leave a taste of baking soda Thought I told ya to take a piss like you was my stepson The chosen one, come and get some Like one time this brotha blew my bathroom up trying to get relief But didn't know I roll my toilet paper on poison ivy leaf Heh, I give a what you think of my life Hitting every wife 'cuz we all up on strife
Writer(s): Otis Jackson Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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