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into the dancing dream Rhythm is flowing through your body Six strings show me that you want me Back beat you're ready to release it Bass funk it's
We goin' platinum, nigga We goin' platinum Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
potápaš, preto chceš mi dať náklad Nemáš v sebe pokoj, preto zlo rozdávaš Čakáš na osud, kým ja tvorím ho Medzitým otvárajú ďalšieho Jacka S nimi si môžem
trunk exposed Swishahouse baby that's my crew roll wit us or you'll get ran through We loved by few and still true let me tell yall jus wat it do
Yeah, I love you I'm in a funk, so I bought a bouquet of roses And cut 'em up at your doorstep, your new neighborhood is gorgeous I paid a lot
First of all you gotta have nuts Don't give a fuck Nigga's duck when I bust 'cause they know if I miss it ain't by much Thinkin short like
Yung Rich Nation! (Yo) Migos! This what they been waiting for If you don't know what you're hearing You're listening to that new trap funk
what it is Place the rest on the shelf Don't try to figure it out Let it happen by it'self Get funky come feel the funk Get funky hell yeah Get funky
1, 2, 1, 2, yeah All yeah, we doing it like that We flip that, uh More in the crib Dru, yeah, D-Funk allstars Thats how we do it, G-Funk, yeah
By the code, the game a decade old I'm livin' like Ox, big-ass house, weed nuggets in the bowl I don't watch soccer, but I like the jerseys They
Tego już nie ma na serio Koło za buty się czuję jak Lebron Te same suki to wezmą na serio Tu nie ma miłości daj jej mefedron To nasza chwila by
gonna make you scream We got fire breathing horsepower, if ya wanna really rock More power by the hour, celebrate the aftershock C'mon, C'mon, we got Bob
Hey, nah ya goin' miss up on the G-Funk era, Ya know we said things won for Warren G, and soon turned superstar 11-10-7 D that was my intro But
worship You Hallowed be Your name. Hallowed be Your name. by Billy Funk © 1997 Integrity's Hosanna! Music
the heavens Worship the Lord in the earth. Worship the Lord in this temple. Jesus, Jesus, be Thou glorified. Jesus, Jesus, be Thou glorified. by Billy Funk
know I fuck whores outta habit Who framed Cube, motherfuck Roger Rabbit! 'Cause I couldn't have and got stabbed in the back By a black ass dirty
Don't act like you care about me, don’t act like you care about me Saved by the bell Fuck it, you only live once (Woo) [?] down the pipeline (Ayo) 'Cept
Don't act like you care about me Don’t act like you care about me Saved by the bell Fuck it, you only live once (Woo) Done with all the stuntin' down
I got funk by the ounce to make you bounce to the bus stop, and flash back to the wop Now I got the +Vibeology+, in a funky way Somethin Paula Abdul
is fat and all that Pack smack, jaw crack, after that Can I get my balls back? Nigga don't front, just pass the blunt I freak the funk for the trunks
balm is a thing of another life Yeah, we'll be fine. Gotta pay expenses by Having all our dignity, in terms of money hidden in plain sight Traffic's not
a beat to fuck your crew up Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan on the drums Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs And Simon, like I mentioned
in the flick called "Juice" Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Duice Gets paid to sex
come here, come here) Move out to California Do what I want 'cause I can If I don't because I wanna Be ignored by the stiff and the bored Because I'm
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