Lyrics:
long, I don't know we might be back next year
Baby it just might be never
Don't cha worry 'bout it
So long, good to know your smilin' face was here
Gettin', his little dick sucked by the, clucks
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please
Little locs are harder then the O-G's
You fall to the ground and beg
T'cha t'cha, that boy is a t'cha
I want you all to understand I'm down with BDP
I got so many styles, but I'm not an MC
I am a teacher teaching
pistols, they still packin'
Have them dope fiends dialin' for crack
A drive by shootin' em' P, seven ain't shit
Brothers on the Southside ain't to be messed
we can do a little cha-cha
We can do a little ah-ah
Gotta go
But before I gotta go
You gotta know you got a body like whoa
Or maybe we can do
to
It's controlled by Roger and it's right here in this tube
I can make you dance if you want me to
Now I can set you free from your trouble double time,
supa fly still ice my whole band up
Still hit cha man up still got my grands up
And rather flowin on tha beat
Or i catch u in tha street
Bitch i still
It's Cha Cha, Noontime
Shekspere, Nine-nine
What cha want to, what cha want to
What cha want to do
What cha want to yeah
What cha want to,
Birds flying high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze drifting on by, and you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's
Uh, Yea
Crew Parlay Shit
Whoa
Do well with ya Cha Ching
Don't sell out for Cha Ching
You know she love Cha Ching
No one above cha Ching
I hustle for
I just hold her by the waist and say
Yeah baby get cha roll on
Get cha mawfuckin roll on what?
Yeah baby get cha roll on
Get on top that dick and get
and Cha Cha real slow, now (you know it by now issa)
Right foot, left foot
Turn, and Cha Cha real slow
Right foot, left foot, yea
Christmas Fiesta
Time
by they rep) 'til the end
Causing (world domination)
And (when the smoke cleared), they still was (unbreakable)
Being the (most known unknowns)
But
me, baby
I'm gonna stick right by your side, baby
I said don't, don't, don't
Don't worry about me
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
Baby, don't cha
to the throat
Niggas kill niggas for steppin' on their toe
A girl is a bitch and a lady is a ho
When anything goes for a little bit o'docey
Shit get cooked by
Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that
Me Cory and Mercy gettin' dunked on
Riding top down so we let the trucks pause
In the jeep ridin' four
Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that
Me Cory and Mercy gettin' dunked on
Riding top down so we let the trucks pause
In the jeep ridin' four
In New York City, Born Nineteen Twenty Three
A New Yorican Krupa set free,
While Mario And Dizzy made history, He played timbales
Machito and Tito
to the jeweler, I put rocks all in my watch (cha-ching)
I like texts from my exes when they want a second chance (what?)
I like proving niggas wrong, I do what
don't
And it's damned if you do
Be true 'cause they'll lock you up
In a sad sad zoo
Oh hidy hidy hidy what cha tryin' to prove
By hidy hidy hiding
(Ah ow, ah ah ya)
(What it now)
(He's so cold)
(Burr cha)
(Ah ow, ah ah ya)
(Ooh now, ooh now, ooh now)
(Ah ow, ah ah ya)
(He's so
i seen ups and downs hit
but i aint never heard him sound the way that he sounded
it really caught a nigga by surprise, i was astounded
he a real
cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by
Big Dave, come in
Yo, go 'head
What's your twenty?
I'm in front of the A room right now
Ten four
I got cha (she comin)
She's on her way to the back
I
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