Search results for 'take ya home dvd by bow wow' Page #27

Ringer
By the end of it, I go
"Why did I come? Oh, I came for the free shrimp"
I'm gonna go home early
They're turnin sidewalks into a runway
Y'follow

At the club, skip the line
walk to the DJ
been cookin up, for a while
oven is beepin

ring the dinner bell 
bow your head, say a blessin’
go get ya forks

this by myself
But I need some help from somebody else
Take shots at me, I don't care
Just be prepared to say your prayers
Boy I swear you'll see them

on a scene
All that behind in them jeans, please
Take a lil moment to breathe
Take a lil moment to ease right into it
And tell me when to intervene
Hot like

to get outta hand 
Or you can get prepared met ya maker 
Take is easy 
Nigga don’t mistake her 
Take my words outta context 
Stretching niggas like some

a shotgun
There goes another hot one
It's curry woah, you better hurry home
Dumb dumb sit in dummies bones
Unlucky homes
I'm old school like a runny nose

somebody tried to pac us and flee
So if you hearing this shit now just know I'm back on my feet
Im glad them bullets couldn't take my life away
Thou wow now

nigga where the crown?
Two-three I been feelin' sound
Virtuous yeah you know that now
Got a lil' shorty and she love me wow
Take my pic, like I'm in

for them dollas
Wow we get down
I said
Unh, imma byg kyd now
Ringing round the commas
'Til we fall down
Ring around the rosies
Sing it if ya know me

not still mad that I ain't let em hold the rocket yea
We swing by the oops i keep a chop that gotta loaded stick
Bitch don't kill my vibe
You see I'm

dont wanna go down
Shining your light, em như là một ngôi sao
Walking on the street, everyone say oh wow
Nhưng mà em là của anh, nên chuyện đó thì đâu

shoguns
You shovel fud on your holders
But covet us
What, honey buns?
You gettin' off on
Pokin' holes in the walls
To peek and watch, huh? Hey!
Must ya be

pimpin' shit
You tryna' take your girl back
Young nigga but I bet he make the world mad
Good kid with a pad in the burlap
No shit, gotta ask who heard that

no-no for beef, smoke the cocoa leaf There's no relief
As this rap door revolves And I enter
Take center storm like people homes
Blow up mics like I

Yeah yeah one time (Uh Oh) your right Baby D be checking in
by A-T-L (Uh Oh)
With my home boy, Bone Crusher
(Uh Oh) and a my homie Dru,
two, oh c'mon

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah i'm wit' it
He was a recording genius who invented this
Gizmo that turns bells into bombs
Or something! Wow

That's Oz
Leave them between
The chill and left eye
That's T-Boz

They ain't do nothing
For me to be where I'm at
So I ain't got nothing
For them to take

tell her, "Where ya goin', where ya goin', when ya comin' home?"
Somebody in the front seat calls out, "Everyone
Quit wastin' my time!
Gotta hit the road

Una Palabra

Outlandish

Closer Than Veins

2006

seeing us like a problem
Like we just off the boat
Guess you wanted cheap labour to build ya home

Una palabra no dice nada
Why al mismo tiempo
Lo

screaming yay 
You can't make friends if home is the place you stay 

You could be dead without dying 
If ya found out everyone was lying 
Or if you have

Jallow, I'm stealin' the show
I'm takin' it home
Now you're beefin' the pros (Yes)
But I'm gonna blow
(yeah) , so stop with the gloat (yeah)
And tell all

couldn't believe his ass
Lil Slatt wipe his nose
With a nigga right or wrong
Hit them niggas striker doors
Flip that bitch and ride em home boy
Humble ya

rap
Bass thumping like Thundercat in your rumble pack
That' s not a humble brag, carry along
If ya lost, ask Navi or play Saria's Song
I'm gone, and if

get to knockin' at ya dome
All the bitches come wit me, they love to chill wit me at home (gang gang)