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Faint Not (Jenny & Tyler) · All the Faint Lights (Steven Moakler) · Faint (Linkin Park) · Boy Girl Boy (Freddie King) · Dirty Girl, Wrong Girl, Bad Girl [Cancelled] (Latrelle) · Beer Sex Chips 'N' Gravy/Bitter, Fit Crack (The Macc Lads) · Leaving Wonderland...In a Fit of Rage (Marcy Playground) · Ministry of Sound: Fit in 4 (DJ Fresh) · Get in Where You Fit In (Too Short) · When All the Pieces Fit (Peter Frampton) – and 90 other albums »


again
rap so hard we flippin' again
walkin' dubs on the benz
[Killer Mike]
One, two, crack fiend
three on boys street jeans
Four full blown hit
the room
Repercussions occur when you try and snitch
Red light, green light
One, two, three
Look mean, got my machine
Cried and hit you, please
Say shake
to the throat
Niggas kill niggas for steppin' on their toe
A girl is a bitch and a lady is a ho
When anything goes for a little bit o'docey
Shit get cooked by
the room
Repercussions occur when you try and snitch
Red light, green light
One, two, three
Look mean, got my machine
Cried and hit you, please
Say shake
on the microphone in the, 
Mic check 2, 3, I'm different like blue pee
And my girls be half naked like Betty Boop Be
Like a hoopty, man the boy been riding
And I
Mary-Jane I never get divorced
'Cause she be tha only one fit for a playa
The green eyes and the pretty red hair
The hoes sick cause them jealous bitches
Mary-Jane I never get divorced
'Cause she be tha only one fit for a playa
The green eyes and the pretty red hair
The hoes sick cause them jealous bitches
Mary-Jane I never get divorced
'Cause she be tha only one fit for a playa
The green eyes and the pretty red hair
The hoes sick cause them jealous bitches
and spaghetti
Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya
Attack like a vulture, see what I told ya?
Said I'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya
Y'all thirteen
selection
Thirty six-twenty- four-thirty six
Ha ha, only if she's 5'3

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got
My hooptie rollin', tailpipe draggin'
Heat don't work an' my girl keeps naggin'
Six-nine Buick, deuce keeps rollin'
One hubcap 'cause three got
selection
36-24-36
Ha ha, only if she's 5'3"

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her
she's 5'3

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't
tapes, yeah, forever

Yo word
Yo one fro the trouble
Two for the time
Three fro the rumble
Four for the rhyme
Do that crooklyn shit style all the time
rock pastel 

Got your hip-hop essence out of the Cross Colours catalog 

while I launch technology 

Ask L. Ron Hubbard to break down my
to mention any window to throw it out
Lookin like who don't you want and where it come from
Sippin on chickin wing, smackin on stout
Step to his boys
to mention any window to throw it out
Lookin like who don't you want and where it come from
Sippin on chickin wing, smackin on stout
Step to his boys
can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
teeth like Slick Rick
Tapped on Obsession colonge like Doug E. Fresh in the flesh
Think I'm blessed with the zest after slippin on my slick fit
The high
she's 5'3

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't
she's 5'3

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't
reach up a girl's shirt
If you're a girl, the feeling the first time you reach down a boy's pants
You'll miss your favorite coat
Waffles with whipped
(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz)

[Danny Boy]
On the porch, on the porch
Smokin reefa
Hmmm yeah

[Liffy Stokes]
I woke up early Saturday morning
and spaghetti
Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya
Attack like a vulture, see what I told ya?
Said I'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya
Y'all thirteen
I give you three red dots and I call it a triple beam
I'll put your pad on your property, fag
Properly rob you and hop in the jag
If you stopping