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the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down

the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

on some syrup
Now you know we gone, goin real strong
I thinkin ride far, I thinkin ride long
Drop roll barre, that what I want
I'm comin on down jammin

be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in

Buckin' My Horse

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Return of the Bumpasaurus

1996

Bettin' I'm gettin' my sex while I'm passin' up bets
Grab my horse by the reins and tame it
Watch where I aim it, so I don't flame it
I can't explain

of cash
And he gots to get Moe
Pocket full of cash
And I gots to get Moe

Let's ride downtown
Let's ride uptown
Gold chain hanging low
Gold watch shining yo

I call that out spokin'
M.O.E. and S.P.F
Yeah, beware if you provokin
And our team strong
Yeah, on that hulk, hoagin
And them lames rock bottom egos

better!
CUSTOMER:  No, you're not -- you'll be stone dead in a moment.
MORTICIAN:  Oh, I can't take him like that -- it's against
regulations.
DEAD PERSON:

horse carriage on that bedonkadonk
Louis Saddles on my horse when I ride (When I'm riding)
Louis Saddles on my horse when I ride (When I'm riding)
Better

9 to 5
And I hustle all day
Balling with the flame
You can call me D-Wade
I'm one of a kind
Getting that overflow wage
Boy I can't stop
I'm not even

I can't trust a soul 'less that boy really know me
You don't really know me, you hang 'round the homies
Shame in the game, no, I don't work for Sony

a shawty by her toe
Bend her over let her go
Grip my dick now she won't let go
Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Which one of us got more soul
Don't care so I'll give her

time, to holla at the Screw
Where would we be, if we never met you

[Big Moe]
Candy paint, is what I ride
And I'm from, that Southside

[D-Gotti]

can't be out here roaming the streets no moe
So you can catch me riding
At the rodeo
You can catch me riding
At the rodeo
Ok ok
I know I know
I can't be

They wanna get on this cookie
But you been searching for Dory
Like who that ?
Who she ?
When it move I can't breathe
Make me sing high notes
She always

can't)
I don't think they can compete wit this (They can't)
R.S.G.S.B. yea we the shit
(You know)
Got they ass feigning for moe of that shit that we

me, ride with me
Say that you got me, take you down with me, down with me
We had each other, I'm so fucked with you
Stuck with you through all

jugging
You just a gliche facts
On the clique
Me and it and you
Can't get dis dick uh uhh
No Moe bitch
You dirty bitch dirty
Bogus bitch bogus
Trifling

wit me, I bet you can't get next to me
On my toes, orange juice and ecstasy
They try to make me lose my mind
Fuck around and make me use my nine
That's

horse and ride the mountain sides
Cos no horse... is too tall... that we can't smell the man you're
Covering up, when you're sprouting all that rancour

Your beauty shines so bright
That I can't feel pain anymore
I just want to take a ride
On that pretty Crystal Horse
There was a price to pay
You took

okay 
Shorty fly RDU one way

Shorty can’t flex, big flex that’s me
100 for the green, this smoke not cheap 
Shorty got thick might call her Nicki
Nigga

Big booty backpack that’s what I like 
(I’m coming saucy)
if she can ride da D 
then she can’t ride the bike.
 If she ride the bike she riding D

me things we can maybe ride
Every day and night
Like
Wild horses
Ma of course I'm by your side for surely
When I'm folded in my flaws you're my ironing