Lyrics:
Alright baby. You know how to have a good time don't cha
It's the way you stand
You're always attracting attention
Now with your hands on your
For some reason I've never felt like
I had anybody by my side until I ran to these bad, bad
players and bad, bad, listeners, you know what i'm
nigga
California drippin' in my low-rider
Hit the switch, bounce, then it go higher
Def Jam, don't give a damn
Rollin' Backwoods by the gram
We
Remix shawty
It's Ray and Trey Songs
Remix shawty
My girl get down to to
I know what cha like (I know what cha like)
(Knovict) Remix
[Verse 1:]
I
when Jonny stomp
If ya lukewarm leavin ya clothes and boots torn
Pro's and con's, megabomb's and so-on's
By arid actions try MC's to get their roll
pro-black
Causin walkin in Roscoe's wit'cha chain hangin
Is like Giuliani tryin to get rid of the gangbaners
Now that 'Pac passed, tryin to put us on Death
from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha nay nay
Paid twenty on my VV's
Gettin' so much money they think I sold crack
Hood rich, but still takin'
Talkin' that drive-by shit
Everybody talkin' that gangsta shit
Talkin that drive-by shit
Everybody talking that gangsta shit
Slaves to the rhythm
By a cafe here I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No. Would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now won't
Um, la da da
La da da
Catchin' feelings
I'm catchin' feelings
I'm catchin' feelings
I don't think I can deal with
Hollarin' at cha and you
or what, 'cha pull me over
I'm sick of motherfuckers who be checking Whitey's coke tip
Blacker than a motherfucker, sweat me 'bout my *?dope-sip*?
Niggas
the outlaw stridin' while suckers are hidin'
Jump behind the bush when they see me (us) driving
By, hangin' out the window
With my Magnum, takin' out some
do what
the fuck we gotta do
[Chorus: Mystikal]
I get it started for you, I get it started for you
Soon as I get'cha cause I know that you was
was gon' pull it up now, did cha?
Besides, dat's my lil' hommie pullin' dat trigga
I hit the mall by my self, the hood by my self
When I'm in L.A. I
it
I ain't joking, pistol smoking, any nigga can get it
While I'm ballin she by my side wit me
But if some shit jump off she ain't gone ride wit me
by odkryć go
Cha cha cha cha
Nie bój sie stawiać czoła tym
Którymi rządzi pieniądz zła
On sie nie liczy wtedy gdy
Swój bilans duszy zrobić masz
Changes are happening
It's too late to turn back
What'cha had in mind
Turning into something
Of another kind
Changes are happening
All over
They say money don't buy everything
But it seems that'll get me what I need
"So what you need is?"
Cha-Cha ChaChing
Tryna get related to the green
I
famous
Confronted by the broad, got shot in ya ***
Heinous, heard they took the slugs out'cha dookie roll
Gun powder and the blood burn in ya *** hole
Óchi chórnyje, óchi zhgúchije
Óchi strásnyje i prikrásnyje
Kak ljubljú ja vas Kak bajúsj ya vas
Znatj uvídjil vas ja vdrobryi chas
Óchi chórnyje,
My grand-ma and your grand-ma were sit-tin' by the fire.
My grand-ma told your grand-ma: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."
Talk-in' 'bout, Hey
came around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back
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came around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back
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