Lyrics:
All my hustlers say bow
Pull up to the club, we be styling like wow
Futuristic swag, got the girls going wild
It's V.I.C. and J., time to shut it
down
[Baby]
Birdman! (lady's and gentlemen) mm-huh!
Jazzy Fizzle product-shizzle my nizzle. oh boy! wit lil bow wizzle (bow wizzle)
Hey, hey, I see
With a bow wow whoa, let me go, let me know
Lettin ya know I'm still down
With my homies down below
And ain't nuttin changed
Ain't a damn thing strange
talking 'bout
Whenever he's around it's like
Bow chicka wow wow
Sweatin' in a heat wave cleanin' out the old hay loft
The ladies waitin' all day
"Bow", you say "Wow"
Bow (wow)
Bow (wow)
Bow (wow)
Bow (wow)
Bow (wow)
And you don't stop (wow)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (Death Row, ay)
How you like
niraala
A dog is closer to God / Hardworking, without fuss
Pressurised by our peers / We often miss the bus
(DOG BARKING) BOW, BOW-WOW
Din mein wafadaar
three four five six hey!
Well I got a dog and 'is name is Blue,
I betcha five dollars he's a good dog, too,
Oh, Oh, oh, yow!
Bow wow bow wow bow wow
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
better believe it man
[Bow Wow]
I can't lie, I love B-o-o-t-y (why?)
Cause I never let it walk on by
When I see it in them Shago jeans
Crazy how
[Baby:]
Birdman! (lady's and gentlemen) mm-huh!
Jazzy Fizzle product-shizzle my nizzle. oh boy! wit lil bow wizzle (bow wizzle)
Ay...ay, I see you
[Baby:]
Birdman! (lady's and gentlemen) mm-huh!
Jazzy Fizzle product-shizzle my nizzle. oh boy! wit lil bow wizzle (bow wizzle)
Ay...ay, I see you
I feel like I'm Mike no Bow Wow
Shawty gonna shake it like a pow wow
When she on my cannon call it wild style
And I put my face in her down south uh
Traditional, arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie
It was late last night when the boss came home
Asking about his lady
The only answer that he got
Then you career from career to career
I'm almost through my memoirs, and I'm here
I've gotten through, "Hey, lady, aren't you whoozis?
Wow, what
Then you career from career to career
I'm almost through my memoirs, and I'm here
I've gotten through, "Hey, lady, aren't you whoozis?
Wow, what
That go by smooth
And have them singing bow ties blues
From trying to convince the world to download my tunes
To getting straight stares from some cross
with a bow on his thumb and a fiddle in his hand
He tunes up the fiddle and he rosins up the bow
And he plays an old tune called "Cotton Eyed Joe"
29 Palms
She's a yip-yip-yippy-eyed dolly
A new kinda gal of the west
And yip-yip-yippy by-golly
Whatever she does, she does her best
She
[Lil' Bow Wow]
Its hard to hold back when you 15
Got money by the stack and jumpin outta candy color lacs'
And every show packed to the rim girls
don't you know that I am the fire?
Hands in the sky, don't ask why
Party on down with big bow-wow
I got style, got flair, got you right there
I got
on his thumb
And a fiddle in his hand
He tunes up the fiddle and he rosins up the bow
And he plays an old tune called 'Cotton Eyed Joe'
And they dance all
been this way ever since I was a baby)
From O-H-I-O bringin down the stash
(For all my dogs all the kids all my ladies)
[Bow Wow]
It's the B-O you
these bitches by random
Yah
Split the cash with my crew
Get it back by the two
Fuck you
You old news
I just turned up the blues
I don't listen to no rules
for all it's worth.
She ain't lookin for love or
some redneck romance.
Back off boys she's just here to dance.
She got Bow Chicka Wow Wow
Gotta get
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