Search results for 'throw it up remix by lil jon' Page #12

go berserk
And throw that ass back
Throw that ass back
Throw that ass back
Drop it to the floor
And make that ass clap
Throw that ass back
Girl that

up, aye
Throw it up, fuck the money, throw it up, aye

Get it up, fuck my wrist I throw it up
By-by the gwuap money, count it, set it up
Aye fuck this

with me and we actin' bad
For lil niggas in the Cadillac
Yea motherfuckin' nigga, it's on
Yea motherfuckin' nigga, it's on
For lil niggas in the Cadillac

She gone make it happen
Do it up lil' mama
Shawty go to school, hold it down lil' mama
And she hit the gym, she a slim lil' mama
Baby do your dance,

lighting up like PEECO
Word to my homies locked
"free my nigga Reek" flow
We go, anywhere I wanna, it's my ego
Jewelry on and off, all I know is ball

the dick up in her back she walkin' like I broke it

This lil bitch a freak, I get behind, watch how she throw it
Yeah, I'm pullin' all the hoes, yeah, I'm

throw up fifty in the mansion
Shawty on my nuts I gotta pass it
Shawty gotta trust ima have it
I could pipe it down bitch I'm a savage
Tell lil mama stay

I get money on the south side!
Heeey! We crank it up on the north side!
Crank it up, throw them bows
Shake them dreads for them hoes
Push that pussy

I'm eating dinner
Remix a brick like Master Splinter
Chop it up, then serve dinner
Trappin' so hard I done hurt my liver
Trappin' so hard that it hurt

You talk shit I live it
You ain't got dreams this vivid
Look I had to switch the flow up
Feel like I had to throw up
Ever since I tapped into the plug

on payments
I took a risk like its vegas
Hiding that shit by the neighbours
Playing yo bitch just like sega
Nowadays people throw dirt on my name
Making me

that you're fake
You keep asking, I just tell you
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I pull up
On yo' man anyway
I will fight when I pull up

Away
Then I'm gonna catch her Wherever She Goo
So Don't throw the love Away
These are the promises, that we had Told
She my lil Runaway
Tryna escape all

Like
Work that, lil' mama twerk that
Make it throw back, swear I won't hurt that
Like, your neck, your back, and your crack
I'm always in the mood,

days it be rolling
Me and lil stro got some motion
Put em on game like a coach
Do you know why I throw up the four
For life forever ima floater
I shoot

ballin', sound like a remix
These older bitches wanna hop on some dick, and they see me go up, now they wanna take pics
Fatass little bitch, gon offer me,

Toot it up throw it back
Drop it to the floor
Toot it up throw it back
Where them big booty girls at
Do it like a stripper
Do it like a stripper
Do it

the method
And of course I gotta spread
It on that presidential kush
I'm in here coughin' at election
Hol' up presidential rollie, Clinton, Obama
Reagan it's

I signed with the four
Told lil baby keep it pushing can't stand a begging hoe
Should've kept your mouth closed
finna lock my hair cause I'm tired

up for my brothers if you wanna touch em 
I promise they be on ignition  

I think that it's time that they listen 
I'm gone pop this lil shit for

it down bust it down
I'm sipping Lean blowing purp by the pound
Ah fuck it up fuck it up ah throw it back throw it back
And when them haters going ham

Ain’t get the point, made it clear like summer skies get
I left my old bitch, that bitch didn’t like shit
Ok, pocket full of cheese, uh
Lean by the liter

Last Time

Steele

For the People

1997

you can throw your hands up
If you on the side, you can throw your hands up
Wave 'em in the sky, you can throw your hands up
Yo its aiight if you want

Auckland raise your arms!!
Let me see you throw it up!!
And I will always represent my crew decep-deceptikonz! What!! 

Chorus: Scribe
How many dudes you