Lyrics:
[Kyleon]
I need a dime like J-Lo, Vivica Fox
Put ice in her life, and some nice invisible rocks
Kyleon, the type that never like trashy chicks
No
done got bodied
A lot of niggas done got robbed and shit
You know what I mean? We love a lot of things in the hood
But time goes on, and if we don't
my garage
New chick in my bedroom, old chick by my side
New watch on my wrist saying this is my time
So don't judge me, just love me
Their is nothing
ride a dick too, make me cum fast
I like them modeling bitches, I love them swallowing bitches
Where them hoes headed at? I'm 'bout to follow them
(Wheels) All I know is runnin' windy roads
Fog all on my windshield
Smack that dash to play the radio
(Wheels) Met my first love in a Chevrolet
Call me Bob
Make magic on the beat
3 you fell of
Hella soft
You sure
That's why I fucked yo girl in my shirt
Lemme chill
The savage side came
evening, I'm in Chicago at the Elysian
With some girls that say they models but umm, I don't believe 'em
Who's still getting tested?
Where's all the women
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
us
With Jam Master Jay on my Adidas
Plus I ride around in two-seata's
I hope it's cold cause I'm comin' wit my heata
I'm on the Fleeta, doin one
believe this shit
Second week in June, second night in Cancun
Pop Cris' by the full moon and the stars is bright
Pray to God that I catch me a slide
[Warren G]
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue, and yelling 'cause (whats up cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in
been side by side
It's like we were in love
Baby girl knew every thought of mine
Every move I'd make
There ain't no mistake
Only heaven knows
We are
my enemies started dyin’ from
Young niggas in Knicks fitteds
That sell dope
So they can go and cop the kicks with it
I pop a nigga whole chick
And take
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
Chicks keep getting stung cause they're
All in my swarm plus I step in they dorm and
Get more cheers than Norm!
It's 2004 the world needs more lesbians
(Danny)
Okay, I'm in a GTO, a '66
with this dixie chick
lickin' Pixie Stix
all in my mix
can't beat these ho's off me
tricks and hicks all be kickin'
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
(somebody, somebody)
'Cause I haven't seen my baby all week (be my witness)
Now you chicks who do agree
That this ain't the way love's supposed to be
Let
while I'm throwing all this shade
Alone in my room, I be sipping Chardonnay
Hard to say, you ain't here, drinking on the hottest day
Summer solstice, my
of the Dixie Chicks
C'mon baby, let er rip!
Here's a love song in denim
For the co-ow-boy in you
A love song in denim
Yippee cay-ay-o
I'd like to spend the day
trouble (and I heard)
He ain't nothin' but a pimp
He's done a lot of chicks
He's always in the club (and they say)
He think he slick
He's got a lot
5, 9, (10, 11), 12, 18
She the one you thought would never do a solo LP
Yeah, now what chick could outsell me
Drama comes in dozens and I know you
Straight to my ride
Deb asked could she roll
So I said alright
Even though this chick lied
She still kinda fly
So we sped from the scene in the dark
Hit the street
You going straight to DVD
You could never compete with me
I tried to lift you to the screen
‘Cause I believe and I believe
But the more I
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