I begged and pleaded with her the other day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kissin and she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might aswell kick it
I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
Licensplate said fresh and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-air
Yes well i have decided to add a few mor of the entertaining lyric choices.
Although in my younger days i used to like a rapper called ludacris i know dont understand a single thing he is saying... heres a snippit this song is called "stand up"
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry em out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my neckless
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
I mean really, WHAT THE HELL, some of the stupedst stuff i've herd until another song of he's, pimpin all ova da world
"You hear the song so dance, don't always think I'm tryna get in your pants,cause see me my
Pimpin's in 3-D, I'm takin you places you only see on T.V"
I mean really its just wacked out my shiznic! do ya feelin me doggg?
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