Search results for for the love of you moran club mix by jordan hill

We've found 213 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching for the love of you moran club mix by jordan hill:


Albums:

För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Unfaithful [Tony Moran Club Mix] (Rihanna) · Jordan Hill (Jordan Hill) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · The Pat Moran Quartet/While at Birdland (Pat Moran) · The Complete Lester "Roadhog" Moran and the Cadillac Cowboys (Lester "Roadhog" Moran & the Cadillac Cowboys) · Pat Moran Quartet (Pat Moran) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) – and 90 other albums »


I fit snubs and Swizz the mix it's like drugs
So, watch the clubs get hi-yi-yi
Feel like Cali when I drop by why
Bodies dropping and all the mami's
Chef Boyardee
How I be cooking 
The way I whip it up in the kitchen
My recipe for love 
That's what you came for
If it gets too hot don't worry
I was drunk by noon on new years day
In the hills outside of town some place
With the smoke and the wine
And a stranger's eyes

Smoke
high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
Now ain't - that
Aight, now we got that out the way, let's double up
It's your boyfriend
Look here, if we in the club
And you trying to decide wether if you gon
Future in the club, poppin bands on them hoes
Go ahead Gucci Mane, toss some grands on the floor
I'm gettin a table dance by a fine ass ho
Got me coming
black sister
Gotta make her richer
So tell me what's real, partner

[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
(Da-da-da-down for mine)
(You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)
beers

Sir turn up the TV sound
The war has started on the ground
Just love those laser guided bombs
They're really great

For righting wrongs
You
Alright now that we got that out of the way, lets double up
It's your boyfriend
Look here, we're in the club
You're trying to decide whether
Gucci luggage
I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? - cause I can
Gucci luggage

I love Cape Cod, and watchin' fly **** with gray eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? 'Cause I can vision
honda
she got you woozy, got you sick to the stomach
the girl's a club hoe, a two shine dub hoe
not far from a drug hoe, get your back by the PO-PO
you
they play in the club, 
I keep them moving till i leave, thats what they paying me for, 
You already know what i do, 
So have my money and my munchies
the red bottoms I wear
Burner in the belt
Move the kids to the hills (boss)
Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on ya neck and tell
Touch your P--sy for me, yea
Mix it up, put it down, I'm spendin' shorty

[Chorus]
Put it on me (And you know just what to do)
Put it on me (and you
Burner in the belt
Move the kids to the hills (Boss)
Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great
Even
high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
Now ain't - that
Jordans and Waltons
Went in for the cage, and winded up staying
In Kentucky it was meth but Miami they was basing
Rap my ass off then I'll see ya
Jordans and Waltons
Went in for the cage, and winded up staying
In Kentucky it was meth but Miami they was basing
Rap my ass off then I'll see ya
the Gull Reef Club  Bordered on hand to hand combat / Henny You beat the odds, water Gods now it's time for "shalom"  Hey Mr. Paperman, I think it's time
the scenes
I'm pulling x for the Rex I'm all about the cream
By any means a hustling scheme will fulfill my dreams

A better living fatter pockets,
Yeah
It's that war shit
It's that war shit
And you know what dun

It makes you sick to hear the mobb bang like this
Infamous for the world
Infamous for the world to hate or play this
Don't give a fuck if you can't rock to this
My duns' heads bop to this
We stand out like a tourist
And make
latitude
I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
Now
to the hills (BOSS)
Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great
Even though I out on bond I might be facin'