Lyrics:
(Chorus 2x): All you can eat!
(Verse 1):
(Prince Markie D): $3.99 for all you can eat?
Well, I'm a stuff my face to a funki beat!
(Kool Rock Ski):
the place trippin' off the bass
D-D-DJ rock a beat, make the fucker shake
Like an earthquake, like an earthquake
Booty pop
All my shorties on the dance
coming for ya
'Cause all I need is a beauty and a beat
Who can make my life complete
It's all by you, when the music makes you move
Baby do it like
(Got my beat from London)
Glee
Record label full of smackers, rap group with no rappers
I could get a nigga scratched
Call me daddy, she
"No Games" is the second single off of XIV's upcoming project #VIBES featuring Relly B (Produced by BeatsByJude)
Mixed by Michael Ashby
sounds off-beat.
Ain't that neat.
Laugh,
When you lose all your money,
Or you can't find your shoes
To cover your feet.
It's not so hard to see
away
Beat us? You little guys? Right
In your wildest dream
You ain't never seen a team like
I gotlike I gotlike I got
Peanuts! Popcorn! Peanuts!
your stuff
(You came to catch) you thought I'd be naive and tame
(You met your match) but I beat you at your own game, oh
(Who's zoomin' who?)
your stuff
(You came to catch) you thought I'd be naive and tame
(You met your match) but I beat you at your own game, oh
(Who's zoomin' who?)
be there
I swear
Like the shadow that's by your side
I'll be there
For better or worse
'Til death do us part
I'll love you with every beat
you ain't bustin' fire, holmes, I'm tradin' yo' ass like Jerry Jones (well, damn)
Gone on and run along, run by myself, I come alone (go)
Drop my
the microphone and I'm gone take it away
Every time I spit I blow one or two speakers
Top model diva but my name not Eva
Yeah I bring fever rocking classic
1,2,3,4
We don't wanna be your enemy,
But when we're on the field,
It's red, white and green,
Get beat by the Irish,
Get beat by the Scots,
on this mic I chicka-pow-pow chicka-pow-pow to the beat though
Yeah shoot it up like a free throw
Where?
From the west to the east coast
Like B.O in
Boyz II Men
Motownphilly's back again
Doin' a little east coast fling
Boyz II Men going off
Not too hard, not too soft
It's long overdue but
Two floors above the butcher
First door on the right
Life filled to the brim
As I stood by my window
And looked out on those
Brooklyn Roads
I
(we did)
Ready to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
And if you mess around,
Entices him to look inside
And then we'll have him, one, two, three
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, beat him with a stick
Lock him up for ninety years, see
The old man turned off the radio
Said, "Where did all of the old songs go
Kids sure play funny music these days
They play it in the strangest
Entices him to look inside
And then we'll have him, one, two, three
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, beat him with a stick
Lock him up for ninety years, see
of that though. But look, I'll tell you what... look at this- (gets cut off by man 2)
Man 2 : Yeah, you got beat up to take care of it, man !! They- they
nigga bounce bounce bounce nigga bounce bounce
When I come through, hit y'all with the one two
Break y'all niggas that y'all niggas won't even know what
Every time someone tells me their name
It's always gotta be the same
(In my World)
Never wore cover-up
Always beat the boys up
Grew up in a 5000
(dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
When I feel put down I try
To shake it off quick
With my chick by my side
The radio does the trick
I love
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