Search results for 'r 3 commercial by r 3' Page #651

Gotta move this bag on the D-low no detour when I'm dishing out free throws

Put 5 inna clip told bro get to mine by 4
3 inna car, got 2 in my hand R2 now

Or are you just too weird?
Just remember
I can hide inside my shell
Oh yeah I can
Got the speed
It's in my will
Takes me only 3 hours
To cross a 10-foot

You're not sad again
Are you Splashgvng
Look
Imagine being a popular kid for one day (kid for one day)
I actually have fun on a Monday (on a Monday)

am 3 stacks
You won't see me playing the flute
These boys are my sons
I give 'em away
They momma gon hate on me too
Yo, sorry for being distant
Focused

nigga spank
Give a fuck what you thank
Laugh my way off the plank
Some are scented with fear Summers spent in the crib
Behind the bricks it was brick,

But we are not in love
You said that you wanted me bad
The only girl I had
You left and had a new man
Not even three days after

Come over at night

Making money cuffin the green I’m on some racist shit

How gone you tag me on some shit but average 3 a game 

I be snapping like my name mike but hate

She sayin' stay,
I don't really wanna listen to her
I see the people she's pimped by, and
I don't really wanna be part of that life, and so I
Keep my

the Lord is my rock and he got it on lock guess that was the key aye
You are my rock rock yeah set in stone is the resurrection
You where I'm going my set

Yo, yo, what it do
You can catch Aurora right side by the pool
Suckin' on my nigga with all my jewels
Yeah, he buy me diamonds, no April Fools

Yeah,

and became a teenage
Dad with empty pockets
I gotta hit or is it floppin
First track I got it droppin
First class, bird bath
Fresh whip, and then a watch
Are

Wall Street Jump
By Jamie Ochiltree
Copyright 2009

VERSE 1
   
Hey now cats, here’s the latest jive 
If anybody out there has been left alive
All

Song: Cruise Control (Extended Version)
Written by: A Ali

Intro:

A Ali: Hey
Lady J: Hey! What you doing?
A Ali: I ain’t doing shit…just riding.

you know we'll always do it right
And our voices echo, and you'll hear them all throughout the night

Superstars is what we are
Chasing dreams, we'll

heavy like 3 boars
sludge flowing through the pores

first One, then the next, and the next
by the Devil, you've been blessed

Crimson splatters splashed

on my left
You know that you what I'm wanting
And all that I needed
You are the drug that a nigga be fiendin
Can you believe it?
Starting ya days with ya

Crossing the street corner, sweet aromas flew to the distant sky
and as they went, my ears heard an old, familiar cry.

All our faintest hopes and dreams are

I'm fifteen for a moment
Caught in between ten and twenty
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
I'm twenty two for a moment
She

Folding clothes? just for bonnie g
Saw a three moved a branch now the sunrays Are on me
They say i'm ranch but nah
Nah just a novelty

blap
These ice grill mothafuckas need hugs
Are they dumb, retarded, are they slow, what the fuck
These niggas dry snitchin' a verse at a time
Till dem

negativity
So today, I release 3 things that had me FUCKED up.....

Number 1
Love from yesterday's newspaper 
Daily News headlines of all the NY Times I stood

packing up
Oh, you moving out
Tell me what's the reason
Oh, you need T I-I-I me
Say you needed T I-I-I me
You letting all my love go by
How you let it go

the pale moonlight
Done my hair up real big, beauty queen style
High heels off, I'm feelin' alive
Oh, my God, I feel it in the air
Telephone wires above are

the past
Tell them what you love, tell them your passions, your goals
How will they know who you are? That's the Kuy you want them to know?
What you tell