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He got me smokin' on Jamaican (Jamaican) He got me wasted tastin' all this paper (Disturbin' your mind disturbin' your mind) He's from the ghetto
LYING TO MYSELF I MYSELF IS MUSIC THATS REAL ROCKN ROLL SHIT WOW UNDERSTAND WHAT IM SAYING RIGHT I SING COS I DONT WANNA LOSE SCREAMING YEAH DISTURBIN ME
runnin' outta time And I'm about to make 'em choke Better turn your stereo louder, listen up and let me preach Let's get arrested for Disturbin' the Peace!
you walked through the door Watch me put in labor, no one can save ya Anything is possible if we ain't usin' chasers Disturbin' all your neighbors We
named the truck Ludacris, disturbin' the peace (disturbin' the peace, bang) Who you buyin' them pills from? They servin' bleach (they servin' bleach,
(Look) Tell me what's your purpose know I got you nervous (I do) Moscato got me swerving phone on not disturbin' (Brrrgh) Bitch I'm rude as fuck know
things (things) You got twistin' You got me turnin' It's so disturbin' You go me yearnin' for your love Got me hurtin' You got me searchin' It's so
Disturbin The Peace, Def Jam South 'Cris (yeah) you ready? Oh it's my turn? Aight I got permission to put ya mama in a headlock (what?) She
I did Codeine, Wock', plastic Glock Drop my top, pull off on a cop (skrrt, skrrt) Broke a block, down to rock Disturbin' the peace like I'm 'Cris
Disturbin The Peace, Def Jam South 'Cris (yeah) you ready? Oh it's my turn? Aight I got permission to put ya mama in a headlock (what?) She
Break in, break in, break in, I dare you to Man if a nigga break in then you gotta keep it tight Fight any mothafucka that's disturbin' the night
Yo ambulances Why you making so much noise I can’t stand you bitches Why you being so annoyin Wowwow how loud do you need to be Quit disturbin me
a reelin' puttin the D-I-C, into jurisdiction Back in the burbs, shit happening to the curb, always harassin', disturbin' its balderdash that's occurring, aye
really gon' find out? Rowdy We gettin' rowdy, rowdy Rowdy We gettin' rowdy, rowdy (ooh) We be disturbin' the peace (ooh) Workin', we servin'
john tryna Wrip a nigga shit Call Will, we finna hitch that nigga shit I named the truck Ludacris Disturbin' the peace Who you buying pills from? They
Ladies and Gentlemen this is Cat Williams, a.k.a Money Mike. I have some very bad news, Disturbin' tha Peace will no longer be called Disturbin' tha
that they hurtin But this shit disturbin Bitches be all in the stories I know this for certain Cause i catch em lurkin You got a problem with wasy But
wat i want These n****s hatin this s**t is disturbin Got my car tinted it look like its curtains Got your girl screamin like she still a virgin
DISTURBIN (No Disturbing) Dim the lights And close the curtains If your boss asked You were workin (You were workin) Doin your job Giving your best
gonna be just fine Inside there's a stirrin' Sometimes it's disturbin' But in the end I know where I'm turnin' You see the end before I see
Woo, Woo, Woo Fuck is you talking bout nigga Woo We in for the win Bully the streets disturbin they peace We bustin moves shoot shots no miss Ignore
Bumpin' my new sound system with the windows on the Boulevard shit disturbin' I got a bad attitude, and an appetite for destruction cause you know
Curry I told my mama not to worry In the streets I be disturbin' I'm a menace and a problem We gon' ball like Stephen Curry Ball like Stephen Curry We
hatin tryna cause a petty scene Turn a nigga heart black zack murder scene But aint no disturbin me Aint no disturbin me I know these niggas broke
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