Lyrics:
baby you know that I'm bagging you
I had to get a Louis, a bag or two
It is no one that is bad as you
We got new Pateks on Pateks too
Made it
a hundred shots float
Niggas got to die, 'cause it's all up in the scrolls
Catch a body on the bridge, three bricks, live kid
If I go they got to go
Intro
The number one set and sound...live! Ghetto Music. Produced by
KRS One.
Widdy bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Widdy bye bye bye bye
body, work your body work
Let me see you move your body yeah
Move to the beat (yeah)
[Verse 2]
LAPRECE NOIR LYRICS
Im moving my body they be like damn
up and began to run
Bustin shots hopping to hit someone
So I just stopped and let off three shot
Two hit that nigga and one hit a cop
I threw down
have everything
It's been two years
We've got some kids
We been through hella shit
Travelled the world
Ran up the bag
We done it all
And that's
and a club,I'm leaving tracks on the white rug
Punk tried to rif and he met double-live slugs
I ain't the nigger to step to
I'm catching bodies and the next one
the anesthesia
It'll send her body into a seizure
That lil' thing by the hospital bed, it'll stop beepin'
Hey, chick, I'm at a loss for words
What do you say
your crew that's why your stage show's wack!
So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop
live crew in the back of the car in hotel room with a star
In the pj wanna be star droppin that ass gon get you far
Work it slow and make it go fast
blow
- all ya niggas backdown
Thats why real killers love my rap style
Cause i wont never letem live again
When u get caught u goto the
Same jail that
Remember gamin' on dumb hotties at yo' party
Me and you, no truer two, while schemin' on hits
And gettin' tricks that maybe we can slide into
But now you
There lived a lady by the North Sea shore
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
Two daughters were the babes she bore
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)
a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day,
There lived a lady by the North Sea shore
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
Two daughters were the babes she bore
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)
the way your body twirl
French vanilla cream, body work is mean
Chocolate fudge make a nigga wanna fall in love
You got them fat legs, killin' them
you sink a battleship
I'm confused by your list, who are you's to convince
All the mules that I sent? What I miss?
I been gettin' at these coins
wants to drop some information
Just a little additive to your education
I live my life by the code of the funk
600 watt amps, 18's in the trunk
When
crew suit you to shift now you claim that you gear's lot
With, this underground cannabis
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
Then proceeds like
a the blessing them gain, that's why we keep on saying
[Bridge: Sean Paul]
Yo, don't worry...
We haffi live life true yeah (Jah bless!)
We know life is such
fuckin' dome
Now the shit can rest, yo tell him to leave me the fuck alone
Two very bloody bodies on the streets
A nosey ass cop and a nigga that robbed
Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya nigga
(Eww!)
(Shine) From my head down to my shoes
(Shine) Skritin' on twenty-two
Oh but the love that we tasted is over, 'tis too late to cry
I'll sip on the beer till my body comes through to the rye
I'll kiss all your roses
anymore just a vacancy
Love don't live here anymore
You abandoned me
Love don't live here anymore
Guy 1: You want to take
Care of that business?
You want
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