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Albums:

Anotha Day, Anotha Dolla, Anotha Beat, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Anotha Day Anotha Balla (South Circle) · The Great Chicken Soup Caper (Yidcore) · The Great Muppet Caper (The Muppets) · A Christmas Caper: The Best of Maddy Prior & the Carnival Band (Maddy Prior & The Carnival Band) · On Anotha Level (Ice Cube) · On Anotha Level (Anotha Level) · 2 Live Crew's Greatest Hits (2 Live Crew) · Original 2 Live Crew (2 Live Crew) · 2 Live Crew Is What We Are (2 Live Crew) – and 90 other albums »


seen all o' y'all comin' in the strip club, 
lookin' at all this pussy, me and the boys, me and 2 Live Crew, 
Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh -
figures
Said a Brinks is coming through, at Fashion Avenue
At Tuesday at two, now we gotta form a crew
Of motherfuckers, who ain't going out like suckers
chillin and
Front on this and get dissed, motherfucker
Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and
Front on this and get dissed

Ah one two
anytime we pass through, 
 (Telephone ring) Hello Poochie Lu, 
 It come in like mi slam two a di gal dem inna yuh crew, 
 And by the week fi done mi affi
of Houston
Fuck with the click and shit'll get gruesome
Quick execution 
Day of revolution
Moms wanna send me to anotha institution 
Life is so precious
my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
2 for me, 2 for you (woo!)
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck ‘em like a rabbit
Sorry that's a habit
Smoke a spliff
my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
2 for me, 2 for you (woo!)
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck ‘em like a rabbit
Sorry that's a habit
Smoke a spliff
flows wit two by fo's wit sand paper 
Now what is a MC if he can't flow 
Up next is E-Swift and my name is J-Ro 

We don't give a fuck if you down wit
Yeah, check it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
of Houston
Fuck with the click and shit'll get gruesome
Quick execution 
Day of revolution
Moms wanna send me to anotha institution 
Life is so precious
but somehow I got by

Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
wave a Tec at Mase, and, have a explanation
You bring your crew and 'em and I'm doing 'em
Then I'm beating 'em down with aluminum
Then I'm putting two in
the money
Two for pussy and foreign cars
Three for Alize niggas deceased or behind bars
I rap divine Gods check the prognosis, is it real, or showbiz?
My
meet your fate
I'm with Carlito's Way, rollin with the real
Protected to infinity in a security shield

Chorus: (2x)
I want it all
Surrounded by techs
my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
2 for me, 2 for you (woo!)
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck ‘em like a rabbit
Sorry that's a habit
Smoke a spliff
invested in
Trading in they Lexuses, GS's, sending messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars my crew feel 'em like swords

With
is a fat pussy finna get fucked, its like tha nigga

Slip-n-Slide 'til I die ass nigga
Pull a nigga hoe in tha fly ass Jetta
And fuck on anotha
Queensbridge" 

One for the money 
Two for pussy and foreign cars 
Three for Alize niggas deceased or behind bars 
I rap divine Gods check the prognosis, is
Pussy got wet like Niagara-falls
Dropped my drawls and bitch said: "Shit!"
Skinny motherfucker with a fat-ass dick
It's like a T-P-treatment, thangs so
Lexuses, GS's, sending messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars my crew feel 'em like swords

With the green leathers, hundred pound
the hoopty then I started racing
Turned off the lights a block away so he don't peep the caper
I see him and a bunch of cats by the bodega
Don't wanna kill
bitches ain't shit but investments 
And they ain't worth shit unless they makin profit 
I need a money-makin bitch to satisfy my needs 
Some pussy
on in ya

If I was fucking you right about now
You'd have a dick stuck in you (yeah)
Have to go brag to your fucking crew
On how this rap nigga dick
[Intro:]
Yep, Davjoa Voo bun dem out
Fadda God say fi me fi bun down Saddam and Gomara so
When mi done with dem, dem nah do live fi see tomorrow
crew, yo 

[Chorus: x 2] 

The Raw Dice rise like a creature from out the swamp 
Wit my blood-thirsty clergy that's on the hunt for conk 
Who pumps