Lyrics:
DeBarge] (2x)
Ev'ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they
Started spotted (?) I don't know why
Turned my back on an awesome party, I'ma
cost a couple of bob
About a buried treasure
Back home in Ballydehob
Well, I gave him all the bucks I had
And he took me by the hand
I know you love
we gon' do it) we're gonna stand by
This one's for North Carolina, come on and raise up
Take your shirt off, twist it 'round your hand
Spin it
you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song, check it out
Well, I'm Imp
on what r you doin
Lets do it
Need 2 get round 2 in
[Verse 2]
Oh oh oh
Well the biz the biz I'm in tha muzik biz
I really couldnt tell you what the main
featuring 3 2 UGK
(Bun B)
I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin
had to find my place
But the world can leave a foul
I'm just bored of doin it alone
and I know you don't want it
it's just you and me
side by side
looking back at all of the things we had
it makes me
and forth, we ain't doin' no walkin'
I stand on my words, I ain't doin' no barkin'
Faded, I'm on that sizzurp
Then I'ma light my spliff up
I'm a big dog,
now when you touch down we outta town
????Smoke 2 blunts I’m boolin now we smoking dead opps what’s that sound
????I’m only smoking if it’s loud that
doin'
This is all so confusing
Take a win, then I'm losing
Why can't we work it out
Maybe it's just not our time
No, no it's just not our time
No one's
what to say, I was hangin' by a string
She said, "Hey, you two, I was once like you, and I liked to do the wild thing"
Wild thing
She loved to do
what to say, I was hangin' by a string
She said, "Hey, you two, I was once like you, and I liked to do the wild thing"
Wild thing
She loved to do
him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of 'em pull through, but one didn't, son's finished
You took
right, we all that and fries
Y'all on stand-by my broads got cat eyes
Traphouse land lines, boom like land mines
All my bitches allies with Tune on their
give a damn
Two face keep your two cents I need a dime
No ion lie feeling like I need to two at a time
I'm bout my kicks flicks money chicks
You about
a bitch by the waist, We ain't got time to waste
Ace, King, Queen, All on my team
Jack of all trades, 10 heads at my screen do'
Tell who you bleed fo'
Tell
Despite concerns, I'm doin' aight
Leave her drippin' like when fire meets ice
I'm god body, more than die if you touch
My niggas know rock bottom like
up (ya understand)
Soon as we get 'em we gon' all get the fuck (ya understand)
Chorus: Juvenile (repeat 2X)
Shhhh, be quiet
Ah, yeah, we finna get ready to bump that smoked out, locked out, part two
Mystic Stylez, Three Six Mafia in the ho
We finna do that shit
Mafia
off the roster
Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)
Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uh)
Ghost stories by the campfire (uh) We night breed
dawg two-somethin' just to shoot somethin'
Left them niggas stretched out on the train tracks
Rather you than me, here come that payback
Got 'em
get home baby I want you in my bed
Stepping in the street we move correct
Got the wap all down by legs
Got the street on lock like Luther Lex
On me
Do you really understand?
Ran through two hundred bands what?
(Duse making slaps, trick)
I be doin' shit these
Niggas wouldn't understand
Stop
Yeah, she went to Vienna
First day alone, Indiana (yeah)
Two guns, Jones Indiana, hey
Cook him broad day, Benihanas (yeah)
On the bus, put me under,
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