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We've found 43 lyrics, 28 artists, and 8 albums matching gina by najee:


Albums:

The Best of Najee (Najee) · The Best of Najee (Najee) · Gina Works At Hearts (DZ Deathrays) · Najee's Theme (Najee) · Gina Works At Hearts (DZ Deathrays) · Gina G (Remix Album) (Gina G.) · Down Gina's at 3 (Holly Golightly) · Najee's Theme (Najee)


Gina's down by the water
The water's up around Gina
All last night I was crying
Crying for my baby

Gina spent my money
I spent my money
as they flew in the air
Butter actin' up and grabbin' stuff by the pair
Gina at the door cause she good with the gun
They both grabbed the money and run
the sun
Ho oh

Like the man on the subway
Sitting across from me
And every time I looked at him he smiled
And by the time
I got to the end of the subway
hitched a ride to misery

"Mr. Whirly" had a catastrophic incident
He fell into a city by the bay
He liquidated his estate
Now he sleeps upon the Height
to get by
No money in my pocket but I was still fly
Curled to my neck but I got respect
And now I stack fat sacks and ride around in a Lex
And oh my
wanna go nuke daseba
Doko he mo tsunagaru michi (don't you look back)
My heart by you uchinu kare
Taiku tsukette other way

Kimi wa brand new and stylish
the sun
Ho oh

Like the man on the subway
Sitting across from me
And every time I looked at him he smiled
And by the time
I got to the end of the subway
dancing so sleazy
I get a call like where are you Yeezy
Try to hit you with a 'Oeur de Whopee'
Till I get flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these niggas got me
flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these nigga's got me,
I hate these nigga's more than the Nazis

As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never
Originally by Bon Jovi] 

This ain't a song for the broken-hearted 
No silent prayer for the faith-departed 
I ain't gonna be just a face in
world 
Siphon sight through sound 
Smoking by the pound 
I sniffed more gina than a blood hound
 
Don`t like the way I look then don't stare 
You
the mirror dancin' so sleazy
I get a call like, "Where are you, Yeezy?"

And try to hit you with the ol' wopty
Till I got flashed by the paparazzi
Damn,
I am the onion
Better peel me right รข??cause I'm the spice of life
So come on come on come on don't pass me by

Julia jam says "Here I am sweet
"Then why the hell you with me huh? Why the fuck you with me?
 Whatchu think I need you, you think I need THIS shit?!"

[Chorus: Gina Thompson]
knew this chick named Gina drove a royal blue beamer
Holdin' 2 chrome ninas fucking baby like Nadina
Wore corn braids, I used to hit it back in the days
Todas estas linhas no meu rosto se clareiam.
The past is gone,
O passado se foi,
It went by like dusk to dawn.
Passou como o crepúsculo
To pull my on weight I went and got me a job 

But by then Ham and Gina really started to squab 

About weather I should go or stay 

She told him
Karen liked to tie me up
And left me hanging by a strap
Jeannie had a nightclub walk
That made grown men feel underage
Mariella, who had a son,
Said
so ready to get run up by incredible sex
I just wanna set up and get ate up caress your straight edible breasts
Do you hear me Loretta, sorry bout
rewind

Hit the trap with a whole key
Blowing dope by the OZ
Behind tints moving low key
I think that you should know me
Yeah, I heard that you taken
I
by the paparazzi
Damn, these niggas got me
I hate these niggas more than the Nazi

As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never thought
flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these nigga's got me,
I hate these nigga's more than the Nazis

As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never
flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these nigga's got me,
I hate these nigga's more than the Nazis

As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never
dancing so sleazy
I get a call like where are you Yeezy
Try to hit you with a 'Oeur de Whopee'
Till I get flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these niggas got me
flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these nigga's got me,
I hate these nigga's more than the Nazis

As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never