Testo Basic Needs - Bernard Jabs
Testo della canzone Basic Needs (Bernard Jabs), tratta dall'album 2001
Hey, no you cannot hang with us
If I hit her, imma dip her, imma put her ankles up
If my daddy wasn't my daddy, I would be be Ben Franklin son
We got sticks all in the whip, you'd thought we brought a tank or some
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Told that bitch that you ain't God, don't test me
I ain't got the time
How that bitch wanna molest me, but I'm not a child
She said baby can you tell me when the last time you cried
I said baby lately I ain't been feelin nothing in a while
And we still ride round with sticks
Playin with gang, did your own ditch
Bad ass bitch with her own place
Like to play games, love to suck dick
Fuck your gang and your whole clique
Bitch ain't none of y'all on shit
Fuck that chain nigga fuck a ring I'll spend 100k on a hit
I want money, bitches, cars, clothes
Money, bitches, cars, clothes
I said money, bitches, cars, clothes
That's the basic needs, you know just how life goes
I was 14 years old, I asked daddy for a pole
Crazy thing about that shit, that nigga didn't wanna tell me no
This the gang time bitch, throw your gang signs bitch
I ball harder than a hoe, on some hang time shit
Hit it, quit it, I might spin the blizzick, if I really miss it
Got to mention, bitch we back in business, better pay attention
I'm a menace, like I'm Stewie Griffin, I ain't talking Dennis (get it?)
I'm the best that ever did it, really, I should be in Guinness
Still ain't met no bitch I can trust, that should be invented
Riding round with sticks, it's a must, niggas tryna kill me
Why you keep pretending that you tough
You a fuckin kitty
Why you in my business, that shit sus
Leave that to the women
Told that bitch that you ain't God, don't test me
I ain't got the time
How that bitch wanna molest me, but I'm not a child
She said baby can you tell me when the last time you cried
I said baby lately I ain't been feelin nothing in a while
And we still ride round with sticks
Playin with gang, did your own ditch
Bad ass bitch with her own place
Like to play games, love to suck dick
Fuck your gang and your whole clique
Bitch ain't none of y'all on shit
Fuck that chain nigga fuck a ring I'll spend 100k on a hit
I want money, bitches, cars, clothes
Money, bitches, cars, clothes
I said money, bitches, cars, clothes
That's the basic needs, you know just how life goes
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Writer(s): Stanley Flanders
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