Lyrics:
by your life of lies
your life of lies
a thousand lies to cover just one
i will prove to you
i am your man
one way or another
i'll wait (i move
say
Chorus 1:
This disco used to be a cute cathedral
Where the chosen cha-cha every day of the year
This disco used to be a cute cathedral
Where
stoppin me hustle philosophy got me dis guap.
Sod money gang bringin da heavy flame put dat on GOD dat we stayin on top.
Chorus (JBar)
What cha what cha
more with that bitch, ain't he? Haha
You wanna be like me, don't cha'?
I'll tell you what, heh
So baby, believe me, when I caress, your sex appeal
or die - the mantra
Yeah
Do or die - the mantra
Some friends sold that white girl or that Ganja
For me it was selling life music to get cha on to
Either
I put them pieces on you , you got a nice style
And I wanna dance with you baby
I like to Cha Cha
And you like a bust down baby , I got you iced out
Yh, we just cha cha slide, Yh
It's a long life but this time, Yh
My time baby,
My time, long lifee,
Call it , c
Long slippery slide to the top,
We
The world on my shoulders
Holding me down
I'm wiser and older
Yet somehow less proud
Leave me alone for another night
I don't need no one to be by
(Who is you)
Line em up that's why the cha cha got a beam
I like wearing all my pieces ion care bout the scene
A nigga already told you if you reach Imma
Bros gon slide like Cha Cha
Avianne chain it's water (What)
Might pop up like voila (Uh)
Pouring out henny by the liter
She a bad vibe, real keeper
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
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
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
like it? So yo won't'cha just come
Closer so you can see who's playin' that funky sound
That's goin' down and ya sayin' that
Jimmy Z is the one you
I must confess what you say is true
I had a rendezvous with somebody new
(But) that's the only one I ever had
Baby, baby, don'cha go 'way mad
[Bizzy Bone]
Give it to em, bring your gun
Give it to em, bring your gun
[Krayzie Bone]
Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all?
Stay smoked out, Money Mark stay loched out
Bicardi wit tha chokes out, hollerin' folks out
When I go by hittin this, Slip-n-Slide ain't no forgettin'
I must confess what you say is true
I had a rendezvous with somebody new
(But) that's the only one I ever had
Baby, baby, don'cha go 'way mad
like it? So yo won't'cha just come
Closer so you can see who's playin' that funky sound
That's goin' down and ya sayin' that
Jimmy Z is the one you
Like a bullfrog,
Nigga I'm a bull hog,
Guppies get worked like puppies by the bulldog
Where millions never gave a fuck about Sicilians,
and it might be a sign
By the end of the night our souls might intertwine
So I'm like what'cha sippin on lookin' so fine
Lookin like a snack & its my time
I seen you walk up in the room and I was like baby what’s up
It’s was something about cha so I had to confront cha like what’s ya number
Can I talk
Go play yo games, girl you just don’t lie to me
Go do yo thang, girl you just don’t lie to me
I ain’t cha main, cool, just don’t lie to me
Don’t lie
Paper plains by Mia play
Uh
What cha bag say
Get cha back rent paid
Split ya w the dinner 6 ways
This that get cha rent back
Get some
Get back get
Uh
X4
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