Lyrics:
Verse:
My ears are open till my death
I'm never missing an occase
Listen my star we'll soon by shining
You better remember the face
Living my day
Hey, hey
You dey feel my vibe vibe vibe
Feel my vibe
A ton oreille j'ai parlé
J'te vois désemparée
Baby girl assez parlé
Let me rock your body
Faut
Yeah
I like it when the girls stop by in the summer
Do you remember? Do you remember?
When we met that summer?
New Kids On The Block had
à Mars
I can't see a thing, but I can hear a mouse piss on cotton
My style is rotten, spoiled by vets who protect they necks
Do the knowledge
[spoken by Juicy J]
Yes sir, once again it's on
Juicy J featuring Project Pat
Chronicles of the Juiceman
North, North Part 2
Raise your thumbs up, my
I stop by the club, 'cause it ain't shit else to do it
I'm on the guest list, it's E-Swift plus two
Stepped to the bar, 'cause, it's a bad habit
with Kid Rock, and the South Park Cliq
I don't know much, But I know this shit:
Kyle's Momma's a Big Fat Bitch!
Kyle's momma's a big fat bitch
Kyle's
Billy Bill say, "a bitch ain't nothing"
Grab her by the arm and break
Grab her by the life and take it
And, ya know, the sight'll make ya sick
Violent J
weed up for e'ryone to know me
T-G-O-D
In the club, popping bottles, blowing weed by the O-Z
T-G-O-D
And you know I'm getting cash cause I'm all about
Baby, I'm back by popular demand
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand
I did not come to play with you hoes
I came to slay, bitch
Y'all haters
dishonor
They killin' niggas for J's, that's death over designer
Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I used to be stressed over
Sittin' down at a rhythm review
Roll over Beethoven
They rockin' in two by two
Well if you feel and like it
Go get your lover then reel and rock it
Roll it
quick to send ya ho to the store
Go get the J, get fresh just to post up and sell my dope
Might park the C8 in the hood and go rock out a show
I'm
pas de répit
Faut de la caille pour tailler d'ici
Donne moi le coffre fais pas l'imbécile
Plus rien à perdre, j'ai connu la merde
Voilà ce que te
sticks like an Asian bar
New bars, pop tops like Tooheys
Jump on a beat, get chopped, suey
Rock and I roll till the systems are down
I'm it, like
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
it all, fancy cars
Yeah the newest shit came a long way
Riding round on my Buick shit
Win by any means who said it best?
Kobe Bryant mind-state
I'm
[ J. Sands ]
Yo
You know what, man?
A lot of people think they can rap, man
You know?
Think they be rhymers and all this and this
Just because
like it's two of me
Evidently, I'm hated by a few MC's
But so what? I just max like I'm playing the sax
And take the crowd to the climax
Yo, Cool J
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
team just need to back off!
Get off my block, gimmie the ball
I said it's my rock!
I'm startin' a line-up by gettin'
Y'all to bring the livestock
Throw
[Diamond Shell]
Here's a message from the all time great Shelly D
Hittin hard as crack and I suggest you better be
ready to rock steady, all night
always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun
CHORUS
[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
got moon rock, molly, ecstasy, inside this weed, it's laced
I smoke doobies, don't smoke J's
Don't watch movies, don't go to plays
I watch cuties,
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