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Bitches Ain't Shit

Lil Jon

Crunk Juice [Bonus CD & DVD]

2004

Friday Saturday
Don't let no girl no bitch (hey) no man no nigga get in my way 
I keep my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (.45

boys homie, they don't play fair, day care
But glad we beat the curve word to Joanlee, 
cnd I'm just going with the flow homie, no leaks
The music is

Oh whoa
Beach boy at the beach again
This is something I'ma see again, yeah

Nowadays everybody is the same
And I swear it's so lame yeah
(I'm

I'm in the big league young boy you Santos ayy
Your chick came around she gon' watch some bang bros ayy
Ain't no gold at the end of the rainbow ayy

Take a trip to the beach
If not then I’m drinking some bleach
On the side got a peach
Before we leave do I have time for a speech
I think you all are

Yea Yea
Yeah
Now i'm mixin ZB wit maison margiella
Yo ho wanna fuck cause i do it better
Remember them days
We didn't have cheddar
Now i'm countin

from ya boy in Oklahoma

When you hate another person, it's a hate crime
Bye, Bye to your life, because you waste time
Decide what it's like by

stankin'
He ran up on me
Boy, I ain't playin', I'm gone off bars
Of Xans, I mix with lean, that maple lean
(Ha, ha, grr) i'm watchin' cars, I got my
Rod, I'm

But every move I make, got me caught in the dark
Like a dog off his leash, getting lost in the park
Boy I'm Headed for the pound when they follow my

sums it up
While I stay with devotion
Living it up got my feet in the sand while I'm chilling beach side by the four links
Diamond Lls they shine when

and laughter
Echo. It’s a strange sight to see
You wonder if we knew that these were our
Last days together
We run from house-to-house, yard-to-yard
As we mix

Where Itz Goin Down

Twiztid

Freek Show

2000

at homeboy?
Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealas 

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent until the day that I die for life boy

shit up by the pound
Yeah I'm all up in ya hood
I'm wit my niggas ridin' round
Tryna catch ya niggas lackin'
Leave ya body on the ground
Momma told me

Bay boy for life
And LA is my life
Cause it's tight
And I could spit it all night
And I might
C A L If Or Ni A
And I'm right there with you
Born

Better not be listening to what them boys said 
No more time for us to go home and go to bed 
I just missed that left so I'ma take that right 
I'm gonna

Are wild
I know it took me a while
To drop
Hope I’m ready
For the day I pop
I be so grounded
I For someone on top
Now all of the sudden
They all wana

Short Dog's in the House

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

ol' boys getting autographs

In Cincinnati, I know you heard
I got fined for the cuss words
It's true, baby, so so unique
Might slap your man

yourself, you just by yourself
You just in your room waiting for that room
Waiting for the doom you just in your room
Can't find yourself can't find the room

Baby I need you by my side
When are you coming home?
All day long
I’ll be waiting for you
Watch my phone
To hear what you’ve been up to
All my thoughts

stamp like a passport, 80 on the dashboard
You know that I'm heem; what the hell you gotta ask for?
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip D'usse when we

I'm thirsty
Like steph pulling up
For three
With no mouthpiece
Ask about me
I'm hot as south beach
Sipping hennessey
Where the women be
The winners be

I was waiting for you
I sat down and I was all alone
Didn`t thought you would refuse
Damn I was waiting for no one
Staring at the sunset down
Telling

waiting for? 
		(I'm not the madman! YOU'RE the madman!)
		What are you still waiting for?
	
	Why is your faith no more? 
		(Don't you look at me that way!

as Charlie Sheen

Pull up with a foreign Mamacita
She don't even know what tongue I speak uh
Engine motor roaring by the beach uh
Life is truly nothing but