Lyrics:
Pussy got wet like Niagara-falls
Dropped my drawls and bitch said: "Shit!"
Skinny motherfucker with a fat-ass dick
It's like a T-P-treatment, thangs so
of all evil
'Cause crooked or legal
It's all manipulated by the eagle
And be my motive for murder
[Chorus]
[Twista]
Lord knows I was hurt from
you work out, gotta get it right back
I trap by day boy, rap by night,
C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight
[Hook]
[T-Mo Goodie]
I'm pimp
wreck with the tec then I'm out like quick sex
Who's next, bitch ass nigga?
Bitch ass nigga nah you don't want none
Kick it when I'm wicked and all
to declare this a national holiday
We gonna call this Players Holiday
Ant be -Z what up man?
Rise and shine, make you want to say
Dear God, let me
to the funk 'Cause the funk is it
Seein' shortie on the floor tryin to show the skirt
I wanna run up on her and push up on her and
Kick some Willie Bobo
to the funk 'Cause the funk is it
Seein' shortie on the floor tryin to show the skirt
I wanna run up on her and push up on her and
Kick some Willie Bobo
We Play What We Want Featuring d'Nessa The Insane Vocal Society, No D'finition Brother Polite, Dontae Winslow & Lucky Peterson
Written by: Bobby Ray
on the highway
I'm gettin' it my way, far away
And if you want me 2 stay
You know that I don't play
So why you don't funk with me
Forever again
you want
Baselines and snares that will make you funk
Intimidated by his 14 year old
At 97 he's a different kind of funk
We push together like
that will make you funk
Intimidated by his 14 year old
At 97 he's a different kind of funk
We push together like a perfect hand and tongue
You
a nickel-plated triple beam
Had a lotta game with the beam, that's what it came with
Taught a nigga how to get to funk when it jump
If static jumped off, then I
Funk B's Yeah Let's go
You are the one I only need Girl
It's just you love yeah I only see Girl
I want you mine I want you mine, everyday everyday
I
want an answer I’m sorry I’m making you wait
I realize only when it gets to late
Cos it feels like I’ve been here before and I know what happens next
[ VERSE 1 ]
One by one goes the bullets in the clip
Put it in yo gat, one in the chamber, now you're ready to start shit
Heat comin from the barrel
by time, I know what time it is
Bang your head to this
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. is pickin' up metal!
We're pickin' up metal
Bang your head to this!
it (What?)
It's that time of the year, so I'ma talk about it (What?)
They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (woah, woah, woah)
one's for you, this bun's for you
Shakin' what I got is what I'm gonna do
Nobody give a funk what you rock in the front
It's the backseat packin' the heat
in L.A. now everybody want to see
but them youth don't trouble we
because they fall victim to what they see hey!
I keeps it +Reel to Reel+ like
the movie screen, cuties that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in Queens
It be the ones you always knew, that want it on
Tellin'
"Funk soul, on deck
Prince of the ghetto
Omega supreme
Danger Mouse
We do it like this"
[Chorus]
"Sometimes I get the feeling
I got to put
the right amount of thick savory sauce,
Drippin' with noodle nuggets and Texas tough onions.
Mm mm that's hot, God Damn Hot.
Ask for it by name.
Funk B's, Yeah, Let's go...
You are the one, I only need,
It's just you love (yeah) I only see,
I want you body, I want you mine, I want the way
If it wasn't for Mary id prolly have a job by now
Getting more apparent times is hard right now
And I can't keep up with your expenses
Every time you
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