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Ain't nuttin for me to come through and shut the club down walk through the club mean muggin haters out drop a stack at the bar hundred louis 13 posted up, camouflage, down to my feet. They lookin at me like who is who is who is he?? A straight getcha boy, been raised in the streets i'm on it you can smell it when i step in your room Tay, D-I, 7 goes..Zoom! i hit the club widda mug so mean dat dem niggas like who da fuck is that? Then, I hop up out the car so clean dat them hoes like who the fuck is that? (hey hey You You) Goes like right, left, back, forth, yeah, I got money nigga, that's of course Hit the stage with a b-boy stance the club owner like who tha fuck is that?? hey hey you you sellin crack wanna jack no way no way no slack hey hey you you sellin crack wanna jack no way no way no slack Rich boy sellin crack, fuck, niggas wanna jack, (throw some) shit tight no slack, just bought a cadillac, took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped, two colored flip flop candy red lollipop Ere's hoes in parkin lot, but I still got my glock cocked new money motherfucker, don't you see the big knot, don't you see the big chain, don't you see the big rims, wonder who they hatin on lately, baby, it's him, candy paint, gator skin seats, call me dundee, pope in your hood, I'm the one that you wanna be, haters wish they could feel the wood in my '83, Ridin with no tint so the muthatruckas no its me. Rich boy sellin crack, fuck niggas wanna jack, shit tight no slack, just bought a cadillac, just bought a cadillac (throw some, throw some ds on that bitch) just bought a cadillac, throw some dees on that bitch O O O O O rich boy sellin crack, sellin crack wanna jack no slack sellin crack wanna jack no slack hey, yo, what up lil mama, it's your boy, Yunky G-5 dippin, Louis Vitton luggage Ay, gotta love it, ya boy's so fly, all the ladies go "Ohh" when da nigga go by Gucci on her feet, n Mark Jacob on her thigh, she wanna ride or fly witcha boy in the chi So I let her kiss the prince, her boy friend, she ain't missed him since and everybody say I remember way back when |
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If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck - Hey! If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck - Hey! If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck - Hey! If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck - Hey! Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit! Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit! Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit! Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit! Ahoo Hey! Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit! Ahoo Hey! Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit! Shorty get down good Lord, Baby got em open all over town. Strictly biz she don't play around, cover much grounds, got game by the pound. Gettin paid is her forte, each and every day true player way. I can't get her out of my mind I think about the girl all the time Wow Wow wow East side to the west side, push your fat rides It's no surprise She got tricks in the stash stackin up the cash fast when it comes to the gas by no means average she's on when she's got to have it baby you're a perfect ten They wanna get in can you get down so you can win? I like the way you work it, no diggity, I gotto bag it up I like the way you work it, no diggity, I gotto bag it up I like the way you work it, no diggity, I gotto bag it up I like the way you work it, no diggity, I gotto bag it up They pulled into nazareth, feelin bout half past dead, it's goin down just need a place, where you can lay your heaaad, hey mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed. He just grinned and shook my hand..no was all he said Take a load of annie take a load for free Take a load of annie and They wanna be like me, recreate my flow imitate my flow, then relate my flow but while they try an take my flow, I make my dough aiyyo I can make it rain, cuz I be makin it snow but yo, I been takin it slow, I wasn't around but the car crash couldn't lay the hustla down nah, I'm still here, for real I'm still here, it wasn't lookin pretty, but swizzy, I'm still here they said I could've been brain dead in a wheel chair, but I'm standin in the boof and the skills are still here yeah, the hustla home, the hustla home, let's celebrate a toast with a cup of patron I got my drank and my two step, my drink and my two step got my drank and my twostep got my drank and my two step It's on, it's on it's on, and I'm on, get the patron and tell em that it's on I got my drank and my two step, my drink and my two step got my drank and my twostep got my drank and my two step It's on, it's on it's on, and I'm on, get the patron and tell em that it's on Oh shit beat beat stockin club club rockin Oh shit beat beat stockin club club rockin Oh shit beat beat stockin club club rockin Oh shit beat beat stockin club club rockin Oh shit Oh shit Oh shit Oh shit That's not iiiiit!!!!!!!!!! all the hoes jockin jockin beat stead knockin knockin middle of the stage got the whole club rockin rockin My money my my money my my my my my my money all the hoes jockin jockin beat stead knockin knockin middle of the stage got the whole club rockin rockin My money my my money my my my my my my money |
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Oh shit, here we go
Oh shit, here we go Oh shit, here we go Oh shit, here we go Oh shit, here we go Oh shit, here we go Oh shit, here we go Oh shit, here we go Oh shit, here we go Busta Rhymez up in the place true indeed yes I catch wreck and that's word on my seed I guarantee to give you what you need One blood everybody like Junior Reid Wake up every morning yo I must up seed Nationwide darkhorse make the world stampede Yo really let me roll some weed mad charged nigga now I must proceed Yo we 'bout to make you set speed Peace to Baby Phife, Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed Watch me knock you out like Apollo Creed Body blow bustin' your shit making you bleed Just feed off dynamic flows an take heed Need more information homeboy then just read Ay-Ya!! you can read all about the pure breed Do the bogle dance I'll do the pepperseed Hey, hey, hey, hey Uh! Uh! Hey, hey, hey, hey Uh! Whoa-ha, whoa-ha I got you all in check Naa, na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-naa I need somebody to help me say it one time Whoa-ha, whoa-ha I got you all in check Naa, na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-naa Uh! Whoa-ha, whoa-ha I got you all in check Drop an gimme 50, drop an gimme 50 Open up the trunk, o-open up the trunk Drop an gimme 50, drop an gimme 50 Open up the trunk, o-open up the trunk Drop an gimme 50, drop an gimme 50 Drop an gimme 50, girl, drop an gimme 50 Low End Theory tape, bass, bass crazy kicking Open up the trunk, o-open up the trunk Lookin' for a smile like mine, you can't find it Lookin' for a smile like mine, you've been blinded Lookin' for a smile like mine, you can't find it Lookin' for a smile like mine, you've been blinded Open up your morning light And say a little prayer for I You know that if we are to stay alive And see the peace in every eye I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side Stayin' alive was no jive on second hands Moms bounced on old men So then we moved to Shaolin land A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot And let's start it like this son, rollin wit this one And that one, pullin out gats for fun But it was just a dream for the teen who was a fiend Started smokin woolies at 16 And running up and gates, and doing hits for high stakes Makin' my way on fire escapes No question I would speed, for cracks and weed The combination made my eyes bleed No question I would flow off and try to get the dough all Stickin' up white boys on ball courts Forever, forever, forever-ever, forever-ever! You went to school to learn, girl Things you never, never knew before Like I before e except after c And why 2 plus 2 makes four Now now now, Im gonna teach you All about love, dear Sit yourself down, take a seat All you gotta do is reapeat after me Come on, come one, come on Let me show you what its all about! Come on, come one, come on Let me show you what its all about! Come on, come one, come on Let me show you what its all about! Come on, come one, come on Let me show you what its all about! |
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| 3:42 |
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Booty, booty droppin, droppin
Naughty, naughty poppin' knockin' Playas eyes out their socket Drop it, drop it, poppin', knockin' M-m-m-make them clap to this Booty, booty droppin, droppin Naughty, naughty poppin' knockin' Playas eyes out their socket Drop it, drop it, poppin', knockin' M-m-m-make them clap to this Speech! First of all I wan' thank my connect The most important person with all due respect Thanks for to duffle bag, the brown paper bag The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash Boys in blue who put greed before the badge The first pusher whoever made the stash The Roc Boys in the building tonight Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life Thanks to the lames, niggas bad aim Thanks to a little change I tore you out the game Bullet wounds will stop your bafoonery Thanks to the pastor rapping at your eulogy To Lil Kim and them, you know the women friend Who, carry the work cross state for a gentlemen Yeah, thanks to all the hustlers And most importantly you, the customer The Roc Boys in the building tonight Oh what a feeling, I'm feeling life You don't even gotta bring ya paper out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (We in the house, hou-, hou-) The Roc Boys in the building tonight Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice You don't even gotta bring ya purses out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house (We in the house, hou-, hou-) We are lovers true and through and though We made it through the storm I really want you to realize I really want to put you on I've been searchin for someone To satisfy my every need Won't you be my inspiration Be the real love that I need Real love I'm searchin for a real love Someone to set my heart free Real love I'm searchin for a real love t's time to set it off It's time to set it off It's time to set it off It's time to set it off See the chick over there, she wanna set it off See homie over here, he wanna set it off t's time to set it off It's time to set it off It's time to set it off It's time to set it off See the chick over there, she wanna set it off See homie over here, he wanna set it off Set it off, set it off Set it off 1, 2, 3! Set it off Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.... Get it right, get it right get it tight Get it right, get it right get it tight Get it right, get it right get it tight Get it right, get it right get it tight rock to the rhythm of the funky rhyme So I can get busy just one more time To the beat and ya don't quit It's that ol' skool rap with that new skool hit Peter Piper picked a pepper but Kool rocked the rhyme And I can still rip up the house Every God damn time I get on the mic, I go crazy Peace out to Celo, Flex, and Doug Lazy I bet 'cha never knew but now ya know I'm the undisputed king of this disco And I never let the mic, magnatize me no more Cuz DJ Kool rip up the whole damn floor Now I'ma rap a rhyme with the greatest of ease And swing it like the man on the flying trapeze And if you don't like it you grab on these And now I need some help from the maestro please |
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| 3:12 |
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I'd like to get to know ya, so I can show ya
Put the hurt on ya, like I told ya Gimme all your numbers so I can phone ya Your girl acting stank than call me ova Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa Call before you come, I need to shave my chacha You do or you don't or you will or you won't cha Go downtown and eat it like a vulcha See my hips and big tips don't cha See my butt and my lips don't cha Lost a few pounds in my whiffs for ya This the kinda beat that go bha ta ta Ra ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta Sex me so good I say blah blah blah Work it, I need a glass of wata Boy oh boy its good to know ya Is it worth it, let me work it I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it It's your fripinipifraniet, it's your fripinipifraniet If you got a big, let me search it To find out how hard I gotta work ya It's your fripinipifraniet, it's your fripinipifraniet C'mon, oh yeah Yes - the rhythm, the rebel Without a pause - I'm lowering my level The hard rhymer - where you never been I'm in You want stylin' - you know it's time again D the enemy - tellin you to hear it They praised the music - this time they play the lyrics Some say no to the album, the show Bum rush the sound I made a year ago I guess you know - you guess I'm just a radical Not a sabbatical - yes to make it critical The only part your body should be parting to Panther power on the hour from the rebel to you Jiggle it, jiggle it Put, put that pussy on me Jiggle it, jiggle it Yea, yea, put that pussy on me Jiggle it, jiggle it Put-put-put-put that pussy on me Jiggle it, jiggle it Yea, yea put that pussy on me I want you to want me Put-put-put-put that pussy on me I want you to want me Yea, yea put that pussy on me I want you to want me Put-put-put-put that pussy on me I want you to want me Yea, yea put that pussy on me Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Jig it and jiggle it Excuse me while I kiss the sky! Jiggle it Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fuucked up Hit the strip club don't forget ones get your dick rubbed Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit faceted Pasted, blasted, puke drink up, get a new drink Hit the bathroom sink, throw up Wipe your shoe clean, got a routine Knowin still got a few chunks on your shoestring Showin I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated I was revibed as soon as this Bitch gyrated And hips and licked them lips and that was it I had to get Nate Dogg here to sing some shit La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la Watch me now |
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Back to life, back to reality
Don't call it a comeback Back to life, back to reality Don't call it a comeback Body movin' body movin' A1 sound in the town so soothing Body movin' body movin' We be getting down and you know we're crush groovin' Body movin' body movin' A1 sound in the town so soothing Body movin' body movin' We be getting down and you know we're crush groovin' Body movin body movin' Drop, drop, drop However do you need me C'mon Body movin' body movin' Drop, drop, drop However do you need me My eyes is sore, bein the senator Behind closed doors hittin truths to the seafloor The rich don't know, ignore, this tug of war While the kids are poor open new and better drug stores So I became hardcore, couldn't take it no more I'ma reveal everythin change the law I find myself, walkin the streets Tryin to find what's really goin on in these streets Ghetto supastar, that is what you are Comin from afar, reachin for the stars Run away with me, to another place We can rely on each other, uh huh Ghetto supastar Like this You're givin' love instinctively Like this, like this Ghetto supastar Like this You're givin' love instinctively Like this, like this Now tell me if you want it like this, like this, like this, like this Like this, like this, like this, like this Don't you remember you told me you loved me baby You said you'd be coming back this way again baby Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh, baby, I love you I really do Mac Lorial yep cuz I'm worth it Love tha way I puts it on so perfect Wipe the corners of my mouth so I work it When I walk down the hallway they can't say nothing Oh oh oh my lips so luscious The way I spice it up with tha mac mac brushes Loreal got the most watermelon crushes That's probably the reason all these boys got crushes What you know bout me What you What you know bout me What you know bout me What you What you know They say my lip gloss is poppin' My lip gloss is cool All the boys keep jockin' They chase me after school What you know bout me What you What you know bout me What you know bout me What you What you know They say my lip gloss is cool My lip gloss be poppin' I'm standin' at my locker And all the boys keep stopping Break! |
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| 4:12 |
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Oh mama I'm in fear for my life
From the long arm of the law Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lawman has put an end to my running And I'm so far from my home Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Oh mama I can hear you a crying You're so scared and all alone Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Hangman is coming down from the gallows And I don't have very long Give me a beat! ohhhooo! Ridin big, gettin mine Two microwaves cook a brick at a time Bandana on da handle ready for da whip When I wear da whitest soft watch it disappear I disappear in da middle of da night When I reappear bet da boss look so bright Fo life, dough boy, More strikes, O boy We ridin low, Gettin high 80 round drum let ya know da time When you see da Maybachs niggas know its mine Ridin on da 2 4's runnin ahead of my time Watch runnin from kind, Anotha one on my mind Phone bill 4 grand get ya ho on da line In da hood ho niggas act funny Only real niggas really get to touch cash money I will attack and you don't want that Gimme, gimme more Gimme, gimme more Gimme, gimme more Gimme, gimme more Gimme, gimme more Turn it up make it knock, knock (Sexy boyy) Gimme, gimme more Me and yo down your block, block Gimme, gimme more Turn it up make it knock, knock (Sexy boyy) Gimme, gimme more Me and yo down your block, block Back it up, back it up, back it up Turn it up make it knock, knock Back it up, back it up, back it up Me and yo down your block, block Back it up, back it up, back it up Turn it up make it knock, knock Back it up, back it up, back it up Me and yo down your block, block Let it drop Let it, let it, let it drop Let it, let it, let it drop Let it, let it, let it drop Let it, let it, let it drop Let it, let it, let it drop Let it, let it, let it drop Let it, let it, let it drop Let it, let it, let it If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop Do the snake do the freak do the pop now drop Yo dont stop dont stop Real eyes down south thighs now drop Waist line five six seven now drop One time all in together now drop Yo dont stop dont stop Bend over, bend over Bend over, bend over Bend over, bend over Bend over, bend over Bend over, bend over Bend over, bend over Bend over, bend over Bend over, bend over Let it, let it Let it, let it Let it, let it Let it, let it Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out And forget, forget, forget all of the beauty's wasted Uh! Back in the day I did my share of dirt Sometimes I got away clean, sometimes people got hurt But if you know me, you know that I'm liable to bust a cap cos it's all about survival of the fittest I'm a menace crook I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book From the shit I took from people I reap all your fat shit, jack Back to the criminals sect I leave crew after crew but they can't catch me yet Cos I'm slick as slippery They can't get wit me, cops ain't shit to me I can't dig a pig so I drop the dogs and sweat em like sweathogs and get mad, mad cos I'm the nigga that flaunt it AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted |
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| 4:20 |
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Tag Team back again check it
Wreck it - let's begin Party people let me hear some noise DC's in the house jump jump and rejoice There's a party over here a party over there Wave your hands in the air Shake the deriere These three words mean you're gettin' busy Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Upside down and inside out I'm about to show all you folks What's it's all about Now it's time to get on the mic And make this party hype I'm talking it back to the old school 'Cause I'm an old fool who's so cool If you want to get down I'm gonna show you the way whoomp there it is Let me hear you say Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Whoomp there it is Just get on down and hit me Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now, hit me Yaaa, now hit me Love me, love me Do it, do it, do it now Fool me, fool me Say it, say it, say it now Love me, love me Do it, do it, do it now Fool me, fool me Say it, say it, say it now Shawty had them, shorty had them Shawty had them, shorty had them Shawty had apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was looking at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low That baggy sweat pants And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey! ) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Put your, put your hands hands, put your hands up Low low low low low low low low Put your, put your hand hands, put your hands up Low low low low low low low low Bounce back and forth when you hear this Jump up in the middle of the club and get pissed Put your hands up if you wanna get rich Put it up high and say fuck that shit Bounce back and forth when you hear this Jump up in the middle of the club and get pissed Put your hands up if you wanna get rich Put it up high and say fuck that shit Fuck that shit, fuck that shit Fuck that shit, say fuck that shit Fuck that shit, fuck that shit Fuck that shit, say fuck that shit Fuck that shit, fuck that shit Fuck that shit, say fuck that shit Fuck that shit, fuck that shit Fuck that shit, say fuck that shit Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Fuck that shit, say fuck that shit Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Fuck that shit, say fuck that shit Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Fuck that shit, say fuck that shit Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Fuck that shit, say fuck that shit Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa All we need is a drummer, For people who only need a beat, yeahh I'm gonna add some bottom, So that the dancers just won't hide I'm gonna add a little guitar And make it easy to move your feet Hit it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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| 3:23 |
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A-T-L-A-N-T-A G-A that's where I S-T-A-Y
and that's until my D-to the-Y-I-N-G D-A-Y back to that A-T-L-A-N-T-A G-A that's where I S-T-A-Y and that's until my D-to the-Y-I-N-G D-A to the motherfucking-Y FORWARD MARCH!!! Anything you want, you got it Anything you need, you got it Anything at all, you got it Baabyy Coolin, coolin, coolin by day then at night Workin' up a sweat! 1, 2, 3 burrr! Coolin, coolin, coolin by day then at night Workin' up a sweat! Yeah! Salt and Pepa's here, and we're in effect Want you to push it, babe Coolin' by day then at night working up a sweat C'mon girls, let's go show the guys that we know How to become number one in a hot party show Now push it Yeahhh Yeahhh Yeahhh Champagne wishes, caviar dreams You deserve nothing but all the finer things Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us I've got enough money in the bank for the two of us Brother gotta keep enough lettuce To support your shoe fetish Lifestyles so rich and famous Robin Leach will get jealous Half a million for the stones Taking trips from here to Rome So If you ain't got no money take yo'broke ass home Ba de ya - say do you remember Ba de ya - dancing in September Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day Now we say ba de ya Take your broke ass home Ba de ya! Take your broke ass home Ba de ya! Take your broke ass home Yeahhh Take your broke ass home If you ain't got no money If you ain't got no money If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home God only knows what I'd be with- God only knows what I'd be with- God only knows what I'd be without you God only knows - God only knows |
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Lean wit' it, rock wit' it
Lean wit' it, rock wit' it Lean wit' it, rock wit' it Lean wit' it, rock wit' it Woo-hoo! Rock wit' it Yee-ooo! Rock wit' it Woo-hoo! Rock wit' it Rock wit' it I'm a, I'm a, I'm a I'm a, I'm a, I'm a I'm a flirt Soon as I see her walk up in the club (I'm a flirt) Winkin' eyes at me, when I roll up on them dubs (I'm a flirt) Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low (I'm a flirt) And when she's wit' her man lookin' at me, damn right (I'm a flirt) So homie don't bring your girl to meet me 'cos (I'm a flirt) And baby don't bring your girlfriend to eat 'cos (I'm a flirt) Please believe it, unless your game is tight and you trust her Then don't bring her around me 'cos (I'm a flirt) [H]our work is never over Damn you got me wide open And I know you sayin' that I'm jokin 'Cause the boys in the past, they just couldn't last But for some reason I think you been chosen (Heaven-sent, don't wanna walk away) Just hold me tightly up in you arms And tell me (every day) That you ain't never gon' leave me heartbroke Promise to give a good long stroke Boy this for real and this ain't no joke Thought I was dreamin' but I know I'm woke What you done did that got me so gone Feels so right that this can't be wrong Hangin' up and right back callin' your phone 'Cause I go crazy when I hear your voice tone... Ahh... Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin' Let me see you pop that pussy Let me see you shake them titties Let me see you pop that pussy Pop that pussy, doo doo brain Pop that pussy, pop that pussy Pop that pussy, pop that pussy Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Let me see you pop that pussy Pop that pussy, doo doo brain Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Pop that pussy, pop that pussy Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na How many no money boys are crazy How many boys are raw How many no money boys are rowdy How many start a war How many no money boys are crazy How many boys are raw How many no money boys are rowdy How many start a war How many no money boys are crazy How many boys are raw How many no money boys are rowdy How many start a war |
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| 4:46 |
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Way deep down south, well we play this game
It's them Quad City D.J.'s and you, We call it "the train" So if you wanna ride your thing Just come on down the train We gonna rock, ooh, Lord, just jump aboard, baby So get your next of kin, your sister and your friend Pack it up now, choo choo, ride on this, choo choo And, boo, you need to stop faking, and come on with me I wanna take you home with me, to be alone with me Come on, ride the train, hey, ride it, woo woo Come on, ride the train, hey, ride it, woo woo Come on, ride the train, hey, ride it, woo woo Come on, ride the train, hey, ride it, woo woo Woo woo! Woo woo! Woo woo! Woo woo! Here's the thing We started out friends It was cool, but it was all pretend Yeah, yeah, since you been gone You're dedicated, you took the time Wasn't long 'til I called you mine Yeah, yeah, since you been gone And all you'd ever hear me say Is how I picture me with you That's all you'd ever hear me say But since you been gone I can breathe for the first time I'm so movin' on, yeah yeah Thanks to you, now I get what I want Since you been gone The dance floor silly The ladies gon feel me The fellas in the back and they twissin up a philly Shawty Lo I got flavor Cuz you know the kid got paper Like 40 don't sava Bankhead been pullin capas The way you drop woulda thought I had a taser Call me street like the raver? Shawty Lo, A.T.L, I'm the mayor Street Nigga but I can be tailored Every now and then shawty might rock gators Me and that kussssh I got acres Yeahhh no more nosy ass neighbors Bigupp to all my haters L O L O Dey Know Dey Know L O L O Dey Know Dey Know L O L O Dey Know Dey Know L O L O Dey Know Dey Know Shawty lemme holla at you You so hot hot hot hot You think I'd be hollen if you not not not not I'm king of the town you can take a look around Teddy Pender down in the spot spot spot spot (Yeaah) I got money on me (Yeaah) baby girl no problem (Yeaah) you rolling shawty (Yeaah) let's hit McDonald's (ruff) It's TP and CB I'm'ma nappy boy (ah er er er ah er now yeah) Where can I find a woman like that! Like Jessie's girl But I'd rather get some head I wish that I had Jessie's girl But I'd rather get some head I want Jessie's girl But I'd rather get some head Where can I find a woman like that! I said I love having sex but I'd rather get some head But I'd rather get some head But I'd rather get some head I said I love having sex but I'd rather get some head But I'd rather get some head But I'd rather get some head Wa-wa-watch-watch Wa-wa-watch-watch Wa-wa-watch-watch |
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Watch my feet, wa-watch my feet
Watch my feet wa-wa-watch-watch-watch my feet Wa-watch my feet Watch my feet Wa-wa-watch-watch-watch my feet Wa-watch my feet Watch my feet Wa-wa-watch-watch-watch my feet Wa-watch my feet Watch my feet Wa-wa-watch-watch-watch my feet Watch my feet Wa-wa-watch-watch-watch my feet Hey yea, throw ya money in one hand, say yeah Watch my feet Wa-watch my feet, watch my feet Wa-wa-watch-watch-watch my feet Throw that money in one hand, say yeah Throw that money in the air, say yeah Throw that money in one hand, say yeah Throw that money in the air, say yeah Throw that money in one hand, say yeah Hell no I ain't countin my dough I came to blow it all And get some brains trynna find miss know it all And I got my cup filled you see how them bucks peel Young pimp see how grab me up and chicken just chill In the back of the club With a stack full a dubs Drop it low like a pro Bring it back that's what's up All my dogs up in here Plus there's hoes everywhere Niggas stunt like you don't care Throw that money in the air and say yeah, say yeah, say yeah, say yeah.... Ri-ri-ride it out, ride it out, now we don't stop They say yeah, say yeah, say yeah, say yeah Ri-ri-ride it out, ride it out, now we don't stop Don't Stop Ride it out, now we don't stop Youuu, you, you Don't stop, don't stop Youuu, you Don't stop, don't stop Youuu Youuu, youu, youu Youuu, youu, youu, youu, youu Right now! Soulja boy up in here, ohh Wat me lean, den wat me rock Superman that ho! Den wat me crank dat robo cop Superfresh now wat me jock Jockin on dem hater man When I do dat soulja boy I lean to da left den crank dat thang now Youuu, I'm jockin on ya, jockin on ya And if we get to fightin, I'm cockin on ya, den I'm cockin on ya You catch me at ya local party, yes I crank it erryday Hatas git mad cuz I got me some bathin apes Soulja boy up in here, ohh Watch me crank it watch me roll Watch me crank that soulja boy Then superman that ho! Watch me, youuu crank that soulja boy Now watch me, youuu crank that soulja boy Now watch me, youuu crank that soulja boy Now watch me, youuu crank that soulja boy Watch me crank that soulja boy Then superman that ho! Youuu crank that soulja boy Youuu crank that soulja boy Youuu crank that soulja boy Youuu crank that soulja boy |
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