Sean Price - Fake Neptune Lyrics
[Featuring: Buckshot, Louieville Sluggah & Steele][Chorus 2x: Buckshot]Ah, you see too hard for meAh, you see you hardly meDisrespect anyone, no pardon meAny time you set it off, you can start with me[Sean Price]Meanwhile, nigga, back at the ranchSmokin' a spliff with this ***** trynna faster her pantsP, off with the blouse, and off with the kangolVictoria Secret, *****, Caribbean mangoHer favorite song on Nocturnal, was Brainz BloPut on my pants, if she can let the brains blowHeh, I had to find that funnyLost my wallet, gotta find my money, *****How you gonna shit on me?After I let you shit on me, freaky deakyNowadays I had it up to hereDon't make me ***** around and cut your hair, listenAll things Sean Price, four wings, fried riceNigga, duck sauce, who the ***** the boss?Yo, ask me no questions, I tell you no lieUnless the judge is wack and the jury is jiveUh, old school style, Furious FiveGet my man Grandmaster Caz, to snuff ya assOn a, world tour, with Muhammed, my manIn a piece of shit truck, smelling like vomit and ham[Steele]And when the coochie smell bad, but the shorty look goodWhat the ***** a nigga suppose to say, tell meIf I like to do a little rap, put money on stacksTell me how a nigga suppose to get get paidWait a minute, now you mean to tell me, I'm stuck in this shitRappers either bending over or riding dicksCheck 'em, down and dirty niggaz stuck in the ditchThe realest in the myst, tuckin' a fifth, ohh[Louieville Sluggah]It's like a switch from Crys' to Molt Liquor andColt 45, on the hittin' hand sittin'If you can't stand the heat, get out the kitchenIt's either you with you, or you all around *****ingPop pop, what happened to that boy?He got popped, got rocked by a real mccoyI was *****ing his broad, she was feeling joycedShe said
