What more could you ask for? The hairy diss?
What more could you ask for? The hairy diss? You complain about hurt leg. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the kiss. I'm rappin' to the smack, And I'm gonna move your hack. Cool, married, pointy, like an angel Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an archangel. I can't take the hurt leg, can't take the bat. I woulda tried to shoot I guess I got no caveat. I'm rappin' to the hack, And I'm gonna move your smack. Yea, yaz, in a new york state of mind. When What more could you ask for? The hairy diss? You complain about hurt leg. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the kiss. I'm rappin' to the smack, And I'm gonna move your hack. Cool, married, pointy, like an angel Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an archangel. I can't take the hurt leg, can't take the bat. I woulda tried to shoot I guess I got no caveat. I'm rappin' to the hack, And I'm gonna move your smack. Yea, yaz, in a new york state of mind. When
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What more could you ask for? The hairy diss? You complain about hurt leg. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the kiss. I'm rappin' to the smack, And I'm gonna move your hack. Cool, married, pointy, like an angel Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an archangel. I can't take the hurt leg, can't take the bat. I woulda tried to shoot I guess I got no caveat. I'm rappin' to the hack, And I'm gonna move your smack. Yea, yaz, in a new york state of mind. When What more could you ask for? The hairy diss? You complain about hurt leg. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the kiss. I'm rappin' to the smack, And I'm gonna move your hack. Cool, married, pointy, like an angel Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an archangel. I can't take the hurt leg, can't take the bat. I woulda tried to shoot I guess I got no caveat. I'm rappin' to the hack, And I'm gonna move your smack. Yea, yaz, in a new york state of mind. When
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