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We've found 49 lyrics, 3 artists, and 6 albums matching intromedley by 112:

Artists:

112 · Slim of 112 · Slim From 112


Albums:

The Gym Beats, Vol. 3 (112-160 Bpm) (The Gym Beats) · Room 112 (112) · 112 (112) · 112 (112) · CMJ New Music, Vol. 112 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Room 112 (112)


Word by Bob Hartman
Music by Pete Orta, Lonnie Chapin and John Elefante

Psalm 112:7

He?s got a straight head
In a world of brain dead
He?s got
Today's agenda
Got the suitcase up in the Sentra
Go to room 112, tell 'em Blanco sent ya
Feel the strangest
If no money exchanges
I got these kids in
Oh, baby, girl I, girl I 
Got that funny feeling 
Oh yeah, yes I do 
112, yeah 
Cue

Everytime I try to kiss your lips
You turn away
And when
I Think by 112
He said that you were crazy
He said that you were losin your mind
And that you don't know how to treat a man
But baby you do me
This is the time where you all should report to the dance floor
112 So So Def
Stop, wait a minute, hold up love
J.D. plus 112 add that up
Now,
Rolling down the road
Going no where
Guitar packed in the trunk
Somewhere round mile marker 112
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in my
You know, there's a lot of jealous guys in this town
And many other towns I go to,  (ah yeah)
But I'm afraid right now I'm so hurt
I'mma need 112
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in my
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in
Dias 
Rock steady by now you know the steelo 
Mi correo still gets down on the leelo 
Tahino indians welcome to my teepi 
Pop in the CD and let's get
Dias 
Rock steady by now you know the steelo 
Mi correo still gets down on the leelo 
Tahino indians welcome to my teepi 
Pop in the CD and let's get
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in
of yall
and if ya Immature than Im out the door
I'm on fire gettin head by the
Harlem Boys Choir.

Dreams, dreams, dreams of fucking an R & B dick
(dreams
of yall
and if ya Immature than Im out the door
I'm on fire gettin head by the
Harlem Boys Choir.

Dreams, dreams, dreams of fucking an R & B dick
(dreams
count big face and straight laces by the hundreds 
Ragtops and big blocks, gettin the money 
Sippin X-O Hen, and I get it for the 1-10 
In
the a shoppin' in Lenox mall
Gotta get fly squad ready to ball
We thinkin' 112 or maybe even visions
Drinks at the bar like baby what you sippin'

Then she told me
nigga, attackin' ya. 
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up. 
I only do my dirt at night like dracula. 
 
I'm wanted by the feds, these
on the block know Mase motto 
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough 
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe 
Case I'm every chased by a Donny Brascoe 

Why
on the block know Mase motto 
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough 
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe 
Case I'm every chased by a Donny Brascoe 

Why
downtown, room 112, my darlin
Bring your friends so we can let this party begin
And bring a box of Magnum rubbers so we can fuck till the end

Hey bitch, sign
the after party
The Embassy Suites downtown, room 112, my darlin
Bring your friends so we can let this party begin
And bring a box of Magnum rubbers so we
of yall
and if ya Immature than Im out the door
I'm on fire gettin head by the
Harlem Boys Choir.

Dreams, dreams, dreams of fucking an R & B dick
(dreams
you know I'd spend buff fees
So I can get sicillians and go kidnap puffy
Haha, takeover Bad Boy and merry Jenny
Sign Joe, chill with 112 and sip Henny