Lyrics:
I'm in the club so damn down
I lost my friends and i lost my phone
I'm staggering all by alone
don't even know how I'll get home
but its OK its
Rockin' it... rockin' it
Now, goin' one-by-one
Individually we'll rhyme to expand the fun
So clear yourself from the launchin pad as we blast off
Rockin' it... rockin' it
Now, goin' one-by-one
Individually we'll rhyme to expand the fun
So clear yourself from the launchin pad as we blast off
day by day
We will win all the mental games
Get ride of all the shame you carry
Start a fresh day
We are going big or go home
Going home is not
DJ Big N
Reekado
Wo wo yeah
Baby fresh on the beat and his killing them all
Wou u wou o wuo wuo oo where my ladies at
Girl I’m in Love uh uh uh uh
DJ Big N
Reekado
Wo wo yeah
Baby fresh on the beat and his killing them all
Wou u wou o wuo wuo oo where my ladies at
Girl I’m in Love uh uh uh uh
And I was like an errand boy runnin' to the stores
My brothers, they used to boast and brag:
"We've got fresh gear and you've got rags!"
Even worse
mug, gotta get my loot up
Bet your bitch get fucked if I ever met her
Bet your ditch get dug if you ever step up
One by one, I push 'em down, fat
mug, gotta get my loot up
Bet your bitch get fucked if I ever met her
Bet your ditch get dug if you ever step up
One by one, I push 'em down, fat
Mixtapes by wack DJs adds doo doo play
I'm on the turnpike, the city drifting down the highway
Like a mirage, the style there is all illusion
On videos
feel restored
I put my head down
And kept my feet moving
When the pressure rise
I can't afford to fold
Got mouths to feed
And bills to pay
I got loved
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
Can I get this?
Now DJ Run I run amuck and run to hit this
"Hit it Run!" My name is Joe I need hoe
Can I get a witness (Hoe!)
And when I come
osier, and his face,
Rough-redden'd with a thousand winter gales,
Not only to the market-cross were known,
But in the leafy lanes behind the down,
Far
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
mind cos the way you let it turn
Just move to the beat, go down and burn it for me
It’s summertime and everybody so fresh and clean
A sunny day, best
miss)
This girl was kind of liking my ways
I could tell it by the smile on her face
Pardon me miss fruit-shake, with your cute face
Just bring a few mates
Fresh from top down
Like I'm making
A fashion statement
Yeah
You know how I do it
Grind hard
To play the hardest
T'd up to the max
Yeah
You know
nodded nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping.
Up like, "What?", this thunder clapping in my brain like graphic Halflings.
Staffing me, I put down
I just wanna dance (Dance)
I just wanna move (Move)
I just wanna grove the night away
So step back, cause I came to slay
Fresh fits with my fresh
fresh out the pack
Step on that work, do that shit like a mat
I turn that boy to tee and a tat, damn
Had to do him like that
I swear my DJ be screwing
Oh
Look what the cat dragged in the front door
Eight lives down and is curious still
Scratching the surface with clawless paws
Run tell yo mamma that
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
Grow (yeah)
Hello? Yeah where you at?
(yeah yeah)
I'm down by uh, the Ya Mean, right now nigga
Takin care of this school, ya mean?
Real quick, ya
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