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Best of Big Pokey, Pt. 1-2 (Big Pokey) · Pokey in the Bobo (Baby Snufkin) · Circle Dance: The Hokey Pokey Charity Compilation (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Do the Hokey Pokey: Learning with Action Songs (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hokey Pokey (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey [Bonus Tracks] (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey Rock (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hokey Pokey (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey (Linda Thompson) – and 90 other albums »


(chorus)
You put your left foot in 
You take your left foot out
You put your left foot in
Then just walk it on out
Do that hokey pokey(x4)
You put
[Big Pokey]
You're trippin' me out, sho' nuff
When you stroll up, you make niggas fold up
Hold up, I been peepin' your ways
Plus the pedal
[Big Pokey]
Before the streets swallow me, I'ma swallow the game
Just use your brain, cause you could lose or gain
The rules remain the same since
Girl, I can't understand you
You're like reading a big fat book in Hebrew
I can tell by the way you drool
You don't mean to be cruel
Oh baby
a thousand and fifty-two, been on the grind
Been beatin a coward out of a pound of weed more than one time
Been having this chick, been with your chick
Been
grind until tomorrow
They call me Mack Rap-A-licious
And when I bubble I blow trouble up in your ear
They call me Mack Rap-A-licious
And when I bubble
and lil' slim in here.
Shit, Craig be	, all of Beats By The Pound
Mo. be	 nigga with this track, KL.
Nigga Bad Azz in this bitch.
Goodie Mob, all them
(Chorus)
I don't want to go to county jail no more more more
Its a big fat policeman at my door door door
He'll snatch you by yo collar make you pay
a motherfucker,
With the ganstass nicknames,
Killin' Boy, Pokey, Big Joe, Go-Deal, Lil Lane,
True muthafuckin' mack daddies,
bitch on the side, drivin' the '73
Gon shine and grind
East Coast West Coast, now y'all know it's 3rd Coast's
Time

Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
your grind
is what I really best need

It was the Big Farewell.
I put it in my mind I can make a million dollars if I grind, bankroll time!

Bank roll after bank roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after bank
I get mad wicked, (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker 
I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker 
Cause my brain is
Gon shine and grind
East Coast West Coast, now y'all know it's 3rd Coast's
Time

Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Gon shine and grind
East Coast West Coast, now y'all know it's 3rd Coast's
Time

Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
drunk
From the bronx, settin, lettin it all out
No doubt, toast your coast
Reppin the east, west, north, south
Now it's all about the terror squad, ghetto
I put it in my mind I can make a million dollars if I grind, bankroll time!

Bank roll after bank roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after bank
bitch where is your heart
You mark
Watch niggas fall when I call they name
We outlaws hold your head niggas all the same
Except some who want more out
grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

[B.G.]
Started
It's 11:45
Gang of Escalades parked outside
Big bladess chromed up with shine
Only one thing on my mind
All week I've been a slave to the grind
and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good
I still represent the same neighborhood

Big Pokey, he from Yellow Stone, I be rollin' hella chrome
Clover watch with
the the player the player haters

[Chorus 2]
All you male hoes disrespecting grind, my rhymes (Pellegrino)
Get yours and stop playa-hating dogg that's how I
Yea, you already know,
When I walk the fuck by
You can’t act like
I ain’t the fliest thing you ever seen in your
Whole entire muthafuckin sorry
some stash slips
And I always been cut throat
15 takin' big niggas starter coats

LaFlare entertainment by myself
But I used to have a high right, low
the _Homiez_
But now I must remember all about my tenderonis
You're lonely by your homey baby I know how you're feelin
You in the mood for some Sexual Healing