Search results for 'No Belly Band'

Watchin police in transit vans
After the belly no gastric bands
If I don't ever get paid off music
I'll move on to the drastic plans

fold

What you no about ot bands
When your belly needs food an You stressed cah you ain't got Cream for your hands 
Pass thru the fog of stone
I fuck

will never simp (No)
Splashin sauce like a damn pimp (Splash)
Eating good , that steak & shrimp (Shrimp)
Belly look like a damn blimp (Blimp)
Chain

all have belly buttons
Belly belly belly belly belly belly belly belly buttons
Every belly button is different
No belly button's the same
We can love

Zombie Jamboree

The Kingston Trio

The Best of the Best of the Kingston Trio

1986

Well, now
Back to back, belly to belly
Well I don't give a damn
'Cause it doesn't matter really
Back to back, belly to belly
At the Zombie

a read up di menu
A cook food him come fah
Pon di menu
All now
Him nuh sight no dasheen yam or coco
Awoah

Big belly man
Big belly man
Big belly man
With

I got my cheeks out my belly out my back out it's lit
Florida shit
Florida girl shit
I got my cheeks out my belly out my back out it's lit
Florida

sleeky! 
Shiny, sheeny! 
No belly button on frog's tummy
I wonder why. 
I don't know why! 
Something's missing 
in the middle of his belly.
Why doesn't he

Lemme get that good belly rub uh
Lemme get that, lemme get that
Lemme get that good belly rub uh
Lemme get that, lemme get that
Lemme get that good

No kizzy
I fuck that bitch with no jimmy
She got a fatty no belly
Im a fat boy like im belly
No kizzy
Yeh
I fuck that bitch with no jimmy
She got

Belly of the dragon
Belly of the dragon
Yo boy is on fire like
The belly of the dragon
Belly of the dragon
Belly of the dragon
Yo boy spits fire like

Let's get it (let's get it)

I got bands (alright, I got bands)
Don't need these hoes, hundred racks to blow (blow)
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh

Let's get it (let's get it)

I got bands (alright, I got bands)
Don't need these hoes, hundred racks to blow (blow)
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh

on the block, my niggas ready
Yu see my bands, it spread like confetti
Can't trust no nigga, I learned that from belly
Don't give a fuck bout nothin, I'm petty

Yea teddy I'm the man, Ima boss with a plan
Aye feeling like a 100 grand, I should blow 100 bands
Sexy belly like im kiesha, Cici like pizza
Bouta

Imma get it right for the locals
You don't get it right you go loco
Shooting to the top like a popo
Hundred bands, hundred bands, hundred bands

turn these figures into bands, yea

Smoking woods and counting money in the telly  
Gotta couple bitches and some liquor in my belly 
And we drunk bruh,

act a asshole
Pull up in that foreign act a asshole
I’m chasing bands no I can’t wife
A bitch just play your role
And these niggas I can’t trust them
I

truth no be lie
The ones way puna kill they don kpai
That's why i they for your side
For lonnnng ooooo
Yeah yeah
Belly belly belly belly belly
Belly, oooo

Run the Bands

Vince Staples

FM!

2018

no play, him Bateman psycho

Run the bands, run the bands
Run the bands, run the bands, hey
Run the bands, run the bands
Run the bands, run

Belly, belly, belly ma belly
Belly, belly, belly ma belly
Belly, belly, belly ma belly
Belly, belly, belly, ma belly
I got walls inside my belly
Give

Terrorists in the City

Eek-A-Mouse

The Very Best of Eek a Mouse

1987

Or the baby where a suck pon titty
You know that no really pretty
Jah Jah him na go have no pity
Me say the woman just a band her belly
Me say the woman

Bitch that shit floppin
Big ol belly look like trash can (mmm Big ol belly)
Man that bitch blobbin
Jump in the pool do the splash man (SPPLSSSHHH)
Bitch

the belly of the beast
You might not make it home like what
Better tighten up or left stiff
No nights maybes or if's
Keep 556
Them 223's
Them 40's 9's or 45's