Lyrics:
Big looks little man
Whole damn week rinne
Big looks little man
Bitch I can teach anything with my pimp hand
Need Megan in this song
So I can
Ayyy
This is where we break it down to the floor
All my ladies, shake that ass a little more
All my fellas, give that drink a little pour
(And if
man Bun B, what?
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
The things you
take him from me!"
But by the time she got there, she feared he already had gone
She got to where he lay, water colored roses in his hands for her
She
by?
I know the best way for the
Girls and the boys to
Come together and enjoy a little moisture
So you're waiting on the
Mate that's one-a-million?
that ya just can't miss
As we go a little somethin like dis
(Hit it) Come on!
Give it to them
(As we go a little somethin like dis)
(Hit it) yeah
(As we
stand nerds
Leader of the pack
They call me Wreck it
Reggie
Gonna give you a little smack!
Sure I'm a geezer
A real crowd pleaser
The man who can.
like (whoa)
(Go) put money in my fathers hands (yeah)
Give my little sister money for her college plans
Shut down the club now that everybody in
wife up, yup, man, I don't give a f***, nah
The Unit's in this b****, yeah , you know who I'm with, yeah
Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah
we the shit
This is the part where we run Hip Hop
So get them hands high
I'm yelling all my real niggas
"keep moving"
My real bitches, "keep moving"
I
When I was a little baby boy
My mama gave me a brand new toy
Two turn tables with the mix and I
Learned to rhyme like a dolomite
Time went by in a fly
Shes one of 3 sisters
One of 2 twins
And shes hot and shes thin
And she aint got a man
And she aint give a damn if spit heat
And she only gets hotter
house
We gonna do a little something like this...
Yeah...Now Krayzie Bone has got the gun
So let's proceed with lychin', yo
My uzi weighs a ton
So now
I'd give my life
To stare into your eyes and caress your face
As the priest, announces us man and wife
We'd live happily, ever after
White picket
It's late
Maybe three in the am
Man, I was so emerged in my work
I lost track of time
It wouldn't be the first time
Getting in late like this
My
get it
Plus he is not impressive on them little BDS's
So I ain't gon stress it it's nothing but a buzz
A little bit of Regional nobody give a fuck
platinum and gold
Yes, God bless success, never forsake your soul
Xzibit take control, locked, loaded and ready to roll
Play the upper hand, a man that's
stay here no how no way
Got a couple little things I been wanting to say
I know we had to grow up know we had to get paid
And I can't give it up now I
as a vegetable
And I ain't ever been a vegan man
Heat in hand
Bout to serve some beef and ham
Like its fucking Easter fam
The city is locked down
Give me my Glock
know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twisted And you can see by the look of my face
Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it tangle it
of modern man
One flies up and he touches heaven, the other begs from the first one's hand
Yes, the other begs from the first one's hand
Back when the Romans
eyes, I so adore your sweet smile (girl)
I don't give a damn about what somebody told you
I will ever be your man 'cause baby I love you
If the worse
little son?
Hmm, he ever ask about me?
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket?
If I could just
If I could just see you
I even killed the time by helpin'
My man pass out fliers
Now all I want to do is
Get in where I fit in
Shake my as* with the
Baddest pidgeon with
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