Lyrics:
They can't believe it. Bone Thugs~N~Harmonyâ?¦
Ha ha ha, goddamn right nigga!
Ruthless Records.
What, What Rest in peace Little Eazy Godfather.
Ladies' Night
Oh, what a night
Girls, y'all got one (what?)
A night that's special everywhere
From New York to Hollywood
It's Ladies' Night and,
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
to get that stuff of the kitchen floor (oh)
Is that too much to ask you for (oh)
But I see no reason why, I can't let a few more weeks go by (uh uh)
won't you shake it baby
Oh oh oh sexy lady
Why won't you shake it baby
Got a bad little mani from the Bronx
She like to shake it shake it to the drums
on the streets til I'm 60 years old
Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
It's only for the money
Do we live in dangerous lives?
It's only for the money
It's
The bitch jumped up with no respect
I had to put the big, big bitch in check
I said, "Ya come a little closer and ya will get shot,
I'm sober anyway, I
get ferocious
In a little while
And things won't simmer down
Till he shimmy out of town
With his soldiers and his women
But for now, don't let him drown
know nothin' about the Maritimes?|I said 'Look b'y, I can tell buy the big spuds on the back of your rig|You must be a spud picker from Prince Edward
good for goodness sake
Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa
I'm losing now it seems
Oh, I can't explain why I lose again
Some hearts will never change
Some hearts will never change
Leaving Venice in the rain
Red light, red light stop your rumors
I stay on track like a box of Pumas
Now just rock rock rock with Junior
I am the little big Kahuna, ya dig
And that's why you're my sunshine, darling
Even when it rains, when it rains
I need my little baby by my side
I'll be your Johnny Cash if you walk my line
a party,
outta town bout half a mile.
Four wheel drives and big mud tires,
Muscadine wine, oh baby
Oh baby you can find me in the back of a Ford truck
by, keeping him around)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Why (why?), why (why?), does he do me that way?
I like living this way
Why? Oh, why? (that way)
Why? Oh
hey, have a heart
If you don't love me, why don't you let me go?
Have a heart, please, oh don't you have a heart?
Little by little you fade while I
hey, have a heart
If you don't love me, why don't you let me go?
Have a heart, please, oh don't you have a heart?
Little by little you fade while I
have a heart
If you don't love me, why don't you let me go?
Have a heart, please, oh don't you have a heart?
Little by little you fade while I fall
on steroids, that shit that Barry took
Hurtin' the game like the corns that's on your daddy's foot
My niggas carry big guns, y'all niggas carry books
You
goodness sake
Oh! You better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Santa Claus is comin'
know I couldn't stay for your games
Oh I wonder why
I stuck by your side
Through and through it all
Oh you just made me fall
Now I can't think straight
telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin'
telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin'
That pretty little face
Oh and sure I could tell you how wonderful you are
I'm sure you hear that shit every day
Oh your booty this big
And your waist
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