, like she was an actress I caught them wrestling pinned to the mattress Now she's lying to my face Eyes burning up like her words was mace I don't even
out, hide from the fallout 'Cause when I get mad, I go all out Ice cooler than the coldest cube, dude And when I'm micin', boy, I'm know to get rude
'lac Hit the corner slow where the girls are at And kick game the way it should be done How you gonna drop science? You're dumb Stupid ignorant, don't even
for all that fussin at me Its just gettin started And theres a lot of fish around here just shakin they jelly I ain't tryin to be rude dude but
here and give me that good love Mercy me, mercy me, you makin' my Temperature heat up, heat up, baby sky high I don't mean to be rude but if you don'
head hard earlier due to the brew But I am digressing slightly so I'll continue I didn't wanna bowl over all geezer and rude Not rude like good but just rude
And I spent it to death And it's hard to compete And it's hard to eat When you're beating your teeth on the ground And it's rude Did you ever even think
I'm not the brightest crayon in the box Everyone says I'm dumber than a bag of rocks I barely even know how to put on my own pants But I'm a genius in
no Let me tell you how it goes Curve's the word, spin's the verb Lovers it curves so freak what you heard Rollin' with the fatness You don't even know
yea, yea, yea, cause I'm in need for that sticky sticky green, ain't had my blunt yet, so a nigga got an attitude, excuse me if I'm rude, but that's
my lungs Yeah, yeah, yeah, cause I'm in need for that sticky sticky green And have my blunt checked, so that nigga had an attitude Excuse if I'm rude
, try not to get lapped People keep talkin' 'bout Hov left 'em flat Try to rewrite history, let's talk about facts Dame made millions even Jaz made some
it's funna be a photo shoot It's a photo shoot (ay) (x8) (ay) girl takin pictures whole clique tipsy, like we sippin liquor Chain got disease, I can't even
Farewell, my friends Farewell, my dear ones If I was rude Forgive my weakness Goodbye, my friends Goodbye to evening parties Remember me In the spring
Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though
't even give me that i swear, you know that think i came off wrong, yea I start over Chorus: Like wassup, i don't really mean to be rude but last time
my peoples, MH (No no no, jeah jeah, j-j-jeah jeah jeah jeah jeah) Yo in school I was a rude boy Now I move around wit respect of rude bwoys Murderers
on gang the baby train weazy An? all he told me dude pimpin' ain't easy You used to pop big poppa work Now my diamonds big and blue like Papa Smurf And rude