Search results for 'be the man on this night by celine dion'

dope to me
Do you have a man
I'm not tryna be ya nigga I'm just tryna have a dance, ugh
Told her hello baby, hold up
Are you tryna roll up, told me daddy

the greatest showman
Ain't this the greatest show man
Ain't even got to tell me what planets you be on
Like an NPC I'll just pass by
Put it in all the holes

Blaze a 50

Nas

The Lost Tapes

2002

Masseuse, wedding ring on, loving Celine Dion
Hate rap, told me where she get cake at
She's a part-time dancer, part time romancer
Tries to be a mother

Blaze a 50

Nas

The Lost Tapes

2002

Masseuse, wedding ring on, loving Celine Dion.
Hate rap, told me where she get caked at.
Shes a part time danca, part time romanca.
Tries to be a mother

wedding ring on, loving Celine Dion
Hate rap, told me where she get cake at
She's a part-time dancer, part time romancer
Tries to be a mother when
She gets

Dion Bitch I feel neon
Look at my wrist quick thats the time I be on
Is you really with this baby you can be honest
Bitch Im way beyond this petty shit

coming
Baby be smiling
Ye Ye
Who know
Who know how  going to be
I never praise day till night fall
But this  av been singing av been sanging
Av been

Brown Paper Bag Thoughts

Raekwon

The Professional

1998

niggas man?
Nah man I'm puttin this shit up
Fuck dat man
Ya'll niggas want me to be a crook again
I know how to do that man don't even play wid

We

Brown Paper Bag Thoughts

Raekwon

The Professional [Clean]

1998

and desert storm
This mic man he he acting stupid on me man
What What What 

Yo, Aiyyo, yo
Moseyin thousand dollar uniform you want
Celine Dion

about they Benz
Couldn’t be me when I finish it’s gone be with bang
That some shit I probably shouldn’t try to glorify
If you looked into my mind at night

Baby! Baby, please be my fiance
Yuh pretty and refine like Beyonce
If wars coulda talk, they would
Say "I want you more", celine Dion say
Me seh, mek me

niggas is food
These niggas sweet, I call em Winnie the Pooh
Know this some brick shit and I'll be running the zoom
They talk slick, but niggas talking

didn't feel the same way
So I said, "bitch you were ugly to begin."
That's the asshole shit that I be on
These Celine girls I like to put the Dion
I'm

Black Elvis

Kool Keith

Black Elvis/Lost in Space

1999

a chaffeur drivin me around 

in the green Rolls Royce, parked parallel, on Fifth Avenue 

Steppin in Bloomingdale's, waitin for Celine Dion to get her

my paper, my pockets be gettin' much fatter
They hear me screamin' on beats and they ask what's the matter
Man, am I awfully flattered
This sure

And yea i sing up north like my name celine dion
I know im not a introvert, that aint what i be on
But im also introspective, tell the pions to be gone
Got

on my back for the team
(Oh, you better protect yourself, nigga, I know you ain't playin')
My chopper sing, Dion, Celine
(That motherfuckin' dog, he

Celine Dion
D up remember them nights
I had to be up
When y'all was OT
I was bagging a OZ up
Trouble on my top
Thuggin on the block
Looking for my enemies

Still Lex knows
Gasoline jumper on with the most fly livest Gortex made in Mexico 
Bricks Fifteen Five
Celine Dion ties
Two Thousand dollar bubble

along the way”

“The Antichrist of Italian Prog”

“The vocal range of Celine Dion but the creative display of Mike Patton, the accompanying vocalists seem

I'm just thinking about my life's duty
I'm just watching a man in the mirror, looks stupid
Celine Dion songs on the radio
Blue atmosphere, my fear

I got dynamics
I'm outstanding, never a stand-in for somebody else
Run up on me by mistake, don't run up all by yourself
Celine Dion type beat, main

dick
She blow me kiss watch me dip
Bitch im the backend baby 
But i feel like the front end phenom
Glock 17 sing like Celine Dion
Imma do my dance on you

Look me in my eyes
When you talk to me
Took this shit to heart
Driven by my hate
Making a mistake
Oh you're doubting me
They be like flies they on me