Lyrics:
bodies are fished out
I'm wreckin' niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into
Usher feat. Puff Phoenix
Confessions pt. 3 (Single-B Side)
[Puff Phoenix]
Usher, got love fo you
Same color clothes boo
I need some love from you
the bucket (Uh)
We be goin' dumblit (Yuh)
Y'all know the saying
Two words... fuck it
If y'all know what the deal is
Then put ya hands up
If you up on some
underutilized
Who woulda thought one day I'd meet the man who I truly idolized
Paralyzed, standing two feet from my favorite rapper
I realized, this was that one
been a fan
You been smoke cause I told ya I'm the man
Bulletproof kit tinted when I rolls by German engineer steer coupe when I drive
Ya gas prices are
guiness on a one road business
its a sin to swallow all the witness now I'm guilty by suspicion
I know this shit got ya mind twisted so who I make concern
clever lyricist
Hi-see the pearl rabbit never fear a bitch
K and D from 2nd II None my homies from elementary
To the new century
Well, I guess by
you better cut the television on
Don't want us on yo ass, best to get the gettin on...
Homes,
I way known ya if you want it
I ain't gotta go fo bad, I
fool
About face, this No Limit soldier
One to the two to the three (hah hah)
Nigga I tried to told ya
Everybody quiet, while I load up this rifle
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
a Beatle
Living by your own law can be quite illegal
You a sly little guy look me in my eye
You was only for yourself, never for the tribe
Wow, now he
yes?), knocker
Don't bolo like Han Solo, come work like Chewbacca
So ease back, slick, or get kicked in the tush
Yep, I call ya Snaggle if your puss-
Ee
Oh oh oh oh oh (Yeah)
Oh oh oh oh oh (Yeah)
I done had 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 shots
Now I'm in my box (Ya) (Box)
Yeah Yeah Yeah Now I'm in
do when I die.
Pt.1 Verse:
Well, ya she’s a party in the bedroom
And in the car...I don’t think that I should tell you
Shes a demon queen from
let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
The technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips
let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
The technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips
Luther Vandross
I bet he'd wonder the same
Can ya tell me what happened to Michael Jackson?
And MTV trading music for acting?
Avril Lavignes
Ohh
(Murder)
Aye ya ya ya
(Killer)
One hundred and eighty-seven to the flesh
I ain't talking physical
Talking about what's unseen
Take it out by any
Aw Cool & Dre
I was the one who believed in you
Hahahaha
I got one bad chick, she by my side
About two more wait-in outside
Roll out the red
while I'm lookin' in her eyes
I know y'all be tellin' lies, lyin' on ya dick ain't real
Nigga say he fucked my bitch and he couldn't wait to steal
But
we live by the codes of Cobras
Hoopties, drive by's, long nose through Nova's
If you dope I dope ya, we're in Pensacola
The end is over, Coroner come
reguila, brinca and the choppa gon hit ya
Hit ya hit ya hit ya
Olha o opp na minha mira brinca and the choppa gon hit ya (2x)
Já tou bem grosso desde o
abuse and keep goin'
Survival of the fittest, corse rule for the strong
Down the by the bay not the biso, but I drink Cisco
When I go to Honna's I order
I've been
Two up, two up, two up, I've been
Two up, two up, to high now for ya
Two up, two up, to high now for ya
Two up, two up, to high now for ya
Two
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