4 BETTER OR 4 WORSE LYRICS
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Uhh, do you take, rhymealinda
Do you love me tre, do you really love me?
To be your lawfully, wedded, wife?
Uhhh, uhhhhh, I do, I do, no I donít, I do
Ah roomie zoom zim, Iím all to be wet
To rhymealinda I remember umm, when we first met
In eighty-two back in school used to play up all the fools
Sometimes youíd be my number fives sometimes youíd be my twenty-two
But umm, screw the dumbshit, cause little rhymeaís true
I canít wait to say I do and oh yeah honey thereís no due
I got my chariot, rollin, now Iím mic controllin
Got some spunk in my funk, I canít wait to put some soul in
Weíre rollin all strikes, weíre havin little tykes
One is little mike the otherís ike Iím sure that you would like
To hold em, or maybe stroll em on their little bikes
When theyíre born, Iíve sworn, to bring em up right
You know, dope is how I breed em, beats is what Iíll feed em
Theyíll be healthy like a health nut Iím sure you shake your butt
(kick the verse preacher) and I wonít disperse
Hereís my life rhymealinda for better or for worse
Well itís done she tagged me, duck duck goose
Iím batter up I canít sleep the fly brotha must produce
The power pack and Iím stacked like a forty-five mag
Straight up tennis shoes in my pants thereís a sag
Droppin so much grammar gotta slam it down my mouth
Shup? I met a slut she, put me in the rut g
With the dip that was down with me from the whole front
Now front me never too cool how-ever
I gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter
Fix it up eat down throw it in the gutter
(gutter dreamed it) sour, (creamed it) gotta
Skinny-dipped into her ass as if it was a pool of water
Now the waterís gettin hotter so I bought her a new ring
Maybe a love ballad is the song I sing
I gotta kiss her ass my tongue I hold before I curse
If you really want me bitch, take me for better or for worse
I mean nah, just
[woman] I got it! *click* hello?
Well this is the final chapter hello?
Of me, weíre going to rack up who is this?
In tune, in tune, in tune, a button why are you calling my house?
A button, a button! oh címon, honey who is this? what?
Would you come along with me down mike is that you?
The lane and I will pick your brain oh my god. who is this?
I wonít be good like you think I will Iíll fucking call the cops
Iíll take a hammer and start to drill donít call my house
Your skull, and then Iíll really start oh my god, what is this
Picking, your brains cells, I will be what? Iím gonna call the cops
Licking, mmm mmm mmm mmmm! *slurp* okay? quit fucking around
You taste so intelligent, ahhhhhh hello, who is this?
Yes yes yes, you trusted me, now help, who is this? what
I busted thee, top of your skull are you doing? why are you
You thought the day was going to be calling me?
Dull? ? Iíll make it very exciting
I took your fingers then I started who are you? why are you
Biting, and then I scraped the meat calling my house?
Off, the bone, of your leg stop calling here!
Ahhahhh, you tried to make me beg donít call here anymore
But I had to insist, I had to insist
Iayaay, run up your pussy with my fist aieeeeeeeeeeeee!
Okay, I think weíve gone a little bit Iím gonna call the cops!
Overboard, donít stop it yet fuck you donít call my house!!
Like this... ("like what like what like what")
Yo, Iím audi geee
No doubts manufactured
No ahh copies, we canít ahh, do copies
No copies, okay
Oh, so you expect me to do some type of freak show?
Thatís what it really is huh?
Is that what you want? what you talkin about?
What you talkin bout nigga?
Whatchu know bout the problems of l.a.?
Iíma tell you whatís wrong with the problems
Of the people in the l.a.
See the brothers needs some type of education
And you know, some type of foundation, in the, uhh
Community, cause the mute-co, duhh, the community
Grows like seeds, and the seeds will not fall from
The tree if you donít water the grass
So nigga get off your rusty black asssahhhh
Like this... nanananananana, like this
You can get with this, or you can get with that
I think you get with this because fat lipís fat
Fat fat fat fat fat fat fat *echoes* *laughter*
Uhhh, okay ummm, okay uhh, keep going keep going keep going
Keep going, ay romye romye, come here come here címere címere címere
Címere címere (ok ok aiyyo yo yo yo) címere for a second
Aiy rhasaan, rhasaan, imani, imani I think you should
*music stops* oh, duhh!
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