BAM BAM FLOW 2

Mirror mirror on the motha' fuckin' wall
Who's the fearest, baddest, motherfuckin' crookest of them all?
(Crook, let's give 'em another one)

Notorious for biggin' niggas up
Tupac, I westside and thug a fuck nigga right the fuck up
Crip a blood nigga up
Crippled thug, he bloodied up
Bam Bam bangin' gang banga's up
Nigga just don't give a fuck
Got that gat, well ya better lift it up
Oh please, please shoot
Like pussy nigga follow through
With what you said you was gon' do
Scoop the fuck over doo doo
I'm the shit, I'm the doo doo
You can't get doo doo off shit
Watch this fuckin' crown fit (Yuh)
I-T, I'm IT
You can't have shit without IT
Nigga, who's this?
Knock knock, Bam Bam, I'm at your front door
"Mister Bam I'm finna call the law. Oh no"
Fuck the laws, I'll call the goddamn laws on myself
Then I lay the laws down gently, then I take off my belt
Then I beat 'em beat 'em beat 'em right into a patty melt
Then I pat lil' Patty ass and then I fuck that hoe myself

(Fuck the laws, I'll call the goddamn laws on myself
Then I lay the laws down gently, then I take off my belt
Then I beat 'em beat 'em beat 'em right into a patty melt
Then I pat lil' Patty ass and then I fuck that hoe myself)



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Writer(s): Keith Crook-johnson
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