Search results for 'be like that live by 3 doors down' Page #667

Flipping when billing I rip n I smoke
I'm tipping that syrup right down a your throat
I'm blitzing the riddim I'm cutting the ribbon I spit this shit

just ran around on 'em
Put that medal on my neck, man
I don't gotta play the game no more
Cause I already won the gold
And I be hitting all my goals
Like

stainless (bang bang)
I let you niggas tell it (but what), but the story always changes (like what)
Like once upon a time, in that 458 with Prime (woo)
Might

Millionaire

Nelly

Blood, Sweat & 3 Years

2016

a millionaire
Whenever she comes around
Whenever I hear that sound

She smell like money when she walk by
All heat, no smoke, but she on fire
If they

generation,

That's probably why I get worried,
Probably why I be nervous,
I hope to see them get married,
I hope I live to see thirty,

Cause my girl lost her

Batman & Robin

Snoop Dogg

Paid tha Cost to Be Da Bo$$

2002

to the Basement, live with Tigger
Go get The Riddler, to watch me play that nigga like a fiddler
On a hot tin roof, I got them watching who?
She who spits it like

that we was doing should continue everlasting
Open up your car door
And I put you in the passenger
Tears slowly coming down your face
Ain't driving fast

that I'm back to
Playing with these keys like Tommy Flanagan
And my girl said if I have
To tell my man again
"If you end up in that can again
I'm through

Behind Closed Doors

Toots Thielemans

Best of Tom Jones [MRA]

2002

hang down
And she makes me glad that I'm a man
And no one knows what goes on behind closed doors

My baby makes me smile, Lord, don't she make me

Behind Closed Doors

Tom Jones

Classic Country [DVD]

hang down
And she makes me glad that I'm a man
And no one knows what goes on behind closed doors

My baby makes me smile, Lord, don't she make me

you down you understand, like grillin' in the snow
We just don't give a damn, bro, that's the way we roll
This is for my people, livin' down by

that motherfucker to get this
Nigga next door up
Out of here, that nigga be snoring all night
I can't sleep
And call that big butt nurse with the
Long

get by, got to be the best
I'm so fly, all the hoes be staring me
Trying to give me that eyeful like I'm French
She undressed, trying to flash on me

this before I'm out of time
Time and again God shows that he shines
I am not stopping no I'm on the grind
Live for the Lord and don't step out of line

talking like they wanna do it just know that we stay with the pole
I ain’t got time for no bullshit my nigga just know my drip is immaculate
Bitches be

Man this is about to be a hard song to make
I contemplated not even doing it
Wanna know what it's like to live with OCD
I'm about to tell y'all

OCD

flies ticking to fast like that 
Ima stack like pancake 
Chase that bag
Ima make that 100 grand like mac  
Til it all falls down and the sun goes black

get you son Hold on to a handgun
Provide fo yo family, from 5 0 don't even run

Make sure you got evidence On things that them bitches did
Be down wit

these motherfuckers
She getting down for mini gang
Issa big maintenance saw
Tapping on that booty like im making dough
Yeah im a asian god, aint nobody

it how I live that dog forever be apart of me
(Sometimes I get beside myself you gottta pardon me)
Open palm I'll slap a Nigga out his robin jeans
Fist

Whoever fucks with him gots to fuck with me
And that will be ya worst nightmare
Ya punk ass me and P will share
Like a hot apple pie
Every time we lyricate

ourselves, like Siamese twins joined at the hip.

We the people must stand and fight -
For what we believe to be true and right.
Even if it means working day

at my back
And for real now it's not black & white
Put the gun down, and let's talk about
Gotta end the fight, and live in peace
Because all I want is it

feet that mean I live here
Wrote out my whole future then I lived it like I been here
Made it huh
Nah damn near
They trine hold me down here
You can't