Lyrics:
Cruisin? down the street in my 64
Jockin? a bitch, jockin? a bitch
Cruisin? down the street in my
(Mike Jones Jones Jones)
Jockin? a bitch, here we g-g
Well, I no longer can recall
F C
All the times you made me crawl
(F) G G7
All
here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back
Next,
2003,
Holla
[Chorus]
Your Love Is
Like an exotic sunrise
Or a whole damn album
If Pac and Big was a lie.
Your Love Is
Like Kit and 5
inside
When them lames be spittin' at you tell 'em don't even try it
To shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at be
Ya, gotta be g's you way
it wipe it I'm a holla back at you wipe it
[Chorus:]
I'm a big spender I throw my chips out on the table
it's nothing a big spender when I hit
it wipe it I'm a holla back at you wipe it
[Chorus:]
I'm a big spender I throw my chips out on the table
it's nothing a big spender when I hit
double G-YN
Now don't ask why
Just keep lookin' good in the hood, damn girl you so fly
We could do what you want to
You say you drink Alize or was it
What me and my girls plan to do was hang around,
Have fun, girl talk, talk real loud.
Then I get approached by a man that probably didn’t know I
Straight from the borough of them B.K. niggas
Where we rob for the fun of it, hustle for the drug of it
Rap money in rubberbands, just for the love of it
So pretty, love to see you in pink when you in the club.
Showin all the playas love, pretty.
Love to see your pretty thang.
What it is baby
[50 Cent] G Unit!
[50 Cent] A, be
[Scarlett] You can't fuck with me
[50 Cent] see, D
[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets
[50 Cent] E, F
[Scarlett]
(anything) anything ANYTHING
"Double G" never been afraid to say wats on my mind and anygiven time or day cuz ima
cuz ima
"Double G" never been afraid to holla
Don't try to hide away
You know you've been on
Though I'm keepin' come, I'm not on
Go away my love
Thought I could change our fate
I tried
up on the East side tonight
Get high like a g5 tonight
With my love, you gon' be alright
With my love, you gon' be alright
Come and pull up on the East
Holla. Holla. Holla back at me. Yeah. Come on.
Gettin' freaky in my chevy with a bucket of some chicken and some sweat tea. I got my girl by my
you smoke one now,
They'll electrocute you to death
I got god on my intellect
Godzilla by the neck
When the nigga come through, who you wanna holla
What's up, this is Mary, leave a message, and I'll holla back, peace
Yo, yo Mary, pick up the phone girl
Ay yo Mary, pick up the phone girl
double G-YN
Now don't ask why
Just keep lookin' good in the hood, damn girl you so fly
We could do what you want to
You say you drink Alize or was it
together
Gosh, it disturbs me to see you, Gaston
Looking so down in the dumps
Every guy here'd love to be you, Gaston
Even when taking your lumps
Let's party
Imagine the Backstreet Boys here with the Neptunes
Call it the rec room, play time now, holla
Pusha be one if you follow, slo' mow,
not all of us born to win (Nope)
Judge me by my color and the clothes I wear
(Fuck) they say "Love is love, " nigga
Not around here you niggas on percs
the thugs gone)
They wanna see the thugs gone
(while my T-H-U-G music plays on, plays on)
It won't stop, thug music plays on (plays on)
I wanna holla
'cause they boyfriends ain't me
We gettin' that baby love, yeah, we pain free
Ain't nobody pocket certain here, we paid G's
Now listen up, you in love
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