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Hannah Montana/Hannah Montana the Movie (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hannah Montana 2: Non-Stop Dance Party (Hannah Montana) · Hannah Montana 2: Non-Stop Dance Party (Hannah Montana) · Hannah Montana: The Movie (Hannah Montana) · Hannah Montana 2: Meet Miley Cyrus (Ray Price) · Hannah Montana Forever (Hannah Montana) · Hannah Montana (Hannah Montana) · Hannah Montana 3 (Hannah Montana) · Disney's Karaoke Series: Hannah Montana (Disney) · Hannah Montana: Hits Remixed (Hannah Montana) – and 90 other albums »


Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
Let's make a movie, get it on camera
And it'll be the best of your life
I met her once, hit it twice, that's a hell
Hannah Montana
Real French shit on my fwet du bwee
It's the 3 musketeers
No guest emcee
My Alexandre Dumas when I'm rhyming too raw
Rest in peace Ol'
Chorus 7X: sample
Soon as the bass kick

[Shyheim]
There's a party goin on 5c-75
Everyone's gonna be there I bet it be live
Ran home mad quick jumped
follow my trends
Got Hannah Montana doing anal with my friends
Pull my hair, scratch my back, beat me like Rihanna
I love ass to mouth and black cock
hold up - wait - this girl is a guy?!
I tried to get away, I said, "Well, never mind
Maybe I'll see you some other time"
But then he grabbed me by my
I'm the ringleader girls follow my trends.
Got hannah montana doing anal with my friends.
Pull my hair, scratch my back, beat me like rihanna.
I love
Next Top Model, Click Click.
I'm the ringleader Girls follow my trends.
Got Hannah Montana doing anal with my friends.
Pull my hair, Scratch my back,
don't start to hic up
Straight up and down, the best fly rhyme kicker
My name is Craig G, I keep a party live, and
The mic a jet plane, my rhyme keep
the streets 
Pumpin' hard core Likwit beats 
Flowin' air blowin' loungin' 
Inn them leather seats 
Think gback how we used to rock the house party 
Now we
You're kinda cute huh?,
Got any friends?,
I hear it's goin' up,
Down by the beach,
If you can keep up, up,
And follow me.

La di da di da di da,
Michael and introduced me to evil acts like
Robbin parties and pumpin the shotie to keep em back
Nobody move, nobody get burst open
Just give up
out
Prostitute turned b****, I got the gauge out

96 ways I made out, Montana way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray
Dipped attache, jumped out
it good so I might as well rock this
Party tonight, live and outta site
Excite riot, light and do it right
I'm on..

[Kool Keith]
I'll take a second,
tight, the block is stuffed
We're here tonight and that's what's up
Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
Livin' fast it's dipset Christmas time

Look
states, I'm bumpin in
Humpin in, operation, flowin and pumpin in
Big willie, Crystal, isle's and Phillies
Don't act retarded, I'm guarded by nine millies
the glock tight, that's right
That's for the jackers at the spotlight, watch 'em
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin' by, pumpin' diesel
the glock tight, that's right
That's for the jackers at the spotlight, watch 'em
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin' by, pumpin' diesel
the scope on your nosey ass mother, fuckin' up sales
Forty karat locked in, bowtie, chillin' at the Democrat party
Yo, Chef, your coat, got it poppin'
Coming
from Louisiana you could tell by the accent
Well I'm a get in the doors on impalas with the phantom kits
Pull up at the party hop out and get it
Well imma get in the doors on impalas with the phantom kits
Pull up at the party hop out and get it started
Plus I'm full of bicardi I think I'm getting
French Montana, fuck Joe
It’s Weezy F, fuck hoes
It’s truck the world
It’s truck yo girl
It’s Trukfit by the truck load, biatch!

Don't stop, pop that,
French Montana, fuck Joe
It’s Weezy F, fuck hoes
It’s truck the world
It’s truck yo girl
It’s Trukfit by the truck load, biatch!

Don't stop, pop that,
Pros' Peak
The scenario, where we go pumpin the Alpine stereo
Hop along the turnpike on our way to the merry-go-
-round up the herbs at six flags; we're
(Rolling tape)
Hurby, my headphones are not loud enough
(Alright 
Yo Dre, pump it up somethin' 
How's that?)
Yeah, let's do this

Sweet Tee's
the streets
My code is the heat plus we all gotta eat
Take a seat, and watch the streets get runned by thugs
Now stand up, and watch my hustlin niggaz rush