Lyrics:
your boys ain't with you)
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me (little do they know)
While my girl standin' here? (The
your boys ain't with you)
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me (little do they know)
While my girl standin' here? (The
sippin mai tais
It don't come as surprise
Yo girl wit me so wave by
She only fuck wit you for pity you know I'm more her type
I'm the Realest Zo there
break you off
You see a young nigga putting on, girl
Take it off
It's time to fuck up the city
Throw up your sand if you with me (do it)
They calling my
me and you girl its gone be our little secret
Tell that boy you're bout to go out with your home girl
Then come to me and I can treat you like my
Bum Bum Belly, please whip out the Telly
Don't what to sell me, I'm spreading all the jelly
My money very heavy, oh please don't tell me
Little bro
sound in the crew
With Magic Wand, had it going on (Old school)
Bringing the freaks out at night
Rapper's Delight
Fly girls were giving hip hop a new
I think I'm ready for love
I need a woman that'll give it up
Someone to love me
And someone to be right by my side, baby
A pretty little girl
Uh
Uh-huh
(This is a slow jam...for a slow girl)
I was feeling rather blue, my heart was in remiss
Until the day I met you and my heart was filled
her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"
With my pretty little Galway Girl
You're my pretty little Galway Girl
You know she beat me
to him.)
PILATE
I will not have my fwends widiculed by the common soldiewy.
(He walks slowly towards the other GUARDS.)
PILATE
Now ... anyone else feel
Little surfer little one
Made my heart come all undone
Do you love me, do you surfer girl
Surfer girl my little surfer girl
I have watched you
my, bro, that's my nigga, Nick
Just got some help, so I say, thank you, Syd This ain't yo life, so you can mind your biz
I use a sponge, I do not use
Drink a little beer, play a little music
And have a big time tonight
Got a Tennessee girl, a Rocky Top breeze
And a big ol' yellow moon
A new
will rape a little girl
(Little boys too)
Making plenty money, living good, church biz
I believe in God, don't believe he is who you say he is
I say it
Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used
goes one by one and two by two
She will say she has fallin' for you (Little games, little games)
She goes one by one and two by two
She will slowly
You just know me by my handle (You ain’t even know my last name)
You don’t know me homie, I’m a solo dolo and I’m full of myself, feelin’ myself, get
oxygen
Every tatt on my skin
Every place that I've been
Every girl that I've lost
I don't know where to begin
It's like, reading the signs starts
To mess
spliff and get higher
Girl, I love how you roll it
I put my hand there, hold it
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be
'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day,
the one i need you by my side,
So won't you, wait a little bit stay a little bit more, wait a little bit stay a little bit more, babe
Wait a little bit
by his side
A good hyna is hard to find, they all seem to be the same
Evil ways and no shame
I need a gangster girl
In my gangster world
Baby, ill
gotta tell ya'
Oh, oh, oh, oh, there's no one in the world
Oh, oh, oh, oh, like my little girl.
I gotta tell ya'
Oh, oh, oh, oh, there's no one in
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