Lyrics:
Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
the club scene where I met Ms. Green Eyes
She walked by asking me, "Are you Nas?"
Why? "If you was I'd be totally TWI"
What's that? "Totally with it,
of the country bungies off bridges
Without no snap back
And bitches they say they need that
To shake they fannies in the ass clubs
They go the other route
buy my own drink
Up in the club, see men coming by a dozen
So it don't mean nothing to me
And I ain't even worried bout you homie
'Cause there's
DJ
Tell me if you hear me
Turn the music up
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody in di club gon' be rockin' when I'm through
Let di
when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my
Tu piensas que yo no podre vivir sin ti
Tu piensas no podra sobrevivir
Que nada me queda, si no estas junto a mi
Veras que no es asi
Tu piensas
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind
he said I was missin'
Snuck through the back door, it was like "Yeah, I can get with this"
A whole bunch of cuties surrounded by a bunch of moles
Hands in the air Rey Macc swerving on a mafaaka
I left my shit at your place
Ain't like I want to see you
Intoxicated by your face
There's something
know
I wanna love you (love you), you already know
I wanna love you (love you), you already know, girl
Money in the air as mo' fell
Grab you by
bitch you wanna buy me shit
Meet me at the mall bitch in the strip club
Let her lick your ass bitch
Get the cash bitch and then go
Back to your man bitch
gettin any
Oh by the way... you're too fuckin skinny
Why don't you go weep, and wash your stankin ass feet
while my vogues burn, up and down the street
matter mo ma gbe gbe ti gbe
Gbe gbe gbe gbe ti gbe
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Soon as I step in the club
Na your body I dey see
I no fit lie
Na your body I dey
the zip (goddamn)
Rubberband Man, like TIP (like TIP)
Shawty throw it back and I grab her by the hips (yeah)
Shawty throw it back and I grab by the hips
Ooooooo
I've been travelin
On this road to long dead &gone t.i & j.t
Just trying to find
My way back home BUT
The old me
Is dead and gone
Dead
it's such a feelin'
To see all of my live nigga's carry on now
Oh see how I be gettin' so passionate
I get a thrill even when I bust my gun off by
In the club, totin' on a ratchet
If they want smoke, hell yeah
They can have it
Then I go back to livin' lavish
For my tribe, I done got rich
For
Yo cuz, ringsend and Compton on a track what
The fuck’s up with that?
Where I come from bricks get danced on
Then sold by the fellas with the amps
Lady Of The Flowers" by Jane Genet
I knew we'd meet again
Don't want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love
I want your soul
Come
You're all I need to get by
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Let the dog roam, he found his way back
Loyal to the soil, I never change that
We go way back, I can take
That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Cris', mami on E
Can't keep her little
(lyrics by M.C. Hammer; transcribed by Tone-C)
We are hittin' hard in Oakland
Word!
We are hittin' hard in L.A.
Word!
Cleveland, Chicago & Yo-town is
number and ya culture
You need nuts in yo face like a poster
If you in a club nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga then shit bang
If you
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