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King B Get Off My Back Woman

of you riding me, baby I declare I ain't lying So you just get off of my back, baby Can't you see you're hurting me Well, you get off, get off, get off

of you riding me, baby I declare I ain't lying So you just get off of my back, baby Can't you see you're hurting me Well, you get off, get off, get off

my ass, call it kiss and tell Word to my mama, I'm out of my Lima bean Don't wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine Llama scream, hotter

need protection, when I'm on the mic Because my mouth is like a 9 millimeter windpipe You're a king, I'm a teacher, you're a b-boy, I'm a scholar If

I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way Yes, I'm on my way, all the way to the top But I comin' from

And she's the only woman that would ever dare to love me Respect from my peers on the set 10 years Bona fide so I hide my regrets and my fears On the

bastards! Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny! Kyle: Total, weirdo, freak! Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny! Stan: Oh my god! Kyle: Oh my god! Stan: Oh my

Master P (talking) Yeah ha I could never turn my back nigga. (Never.) I could never forget where I came from. This for all my muthafuckin' soldiers. (

that shit Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't a Fresh Prince Nigga I'm a young king, nigga I'm a Bun B Yup, I go hard, ask my broad Miss Stevie Wonder