Lyrics:
And a poom-poom, just shake ya rump
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check
let me Keep it live
My niggaz keep dem 9's n' dem Ak's so the streets is mine
U niggaz betta stay in n' bitch nigga don't think I'm blind
I see what
can bring yo crew (Yea yea)
Fuck em by the two’s if she a nympho too (Yea yea)
Got yo bitch you know, ain’t know she was yo hoe
Take em down three in
[Verse 1]
One for the devil two for my God
Father please forgive me while I rock this broad!
(Tormented)
I've been lovin coochie since it was
wet it,
Squeezing, leavin holes in ya crew,
Maestro can stand through,
When I pass the Mac to Rock that nigga brand you
When I pass the Mac to Rock
Drop It Low
Drop It Low
Drop It Low
Drop It Low
Drop It Low
Drop It Low
Switch It Up now
Shake It Fast
Shake It Fast
Shake It Fast
Shake It Fast
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, jealously Jakes we shake
What I strive for is what I live for
Infatuated by material things in this wild life
snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, jealously Jakes we shake
What I strive for is what I live for
Infatuated by material things in this wild life
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
two
Swag on 'em even when you dress casual (oh, oh, oh)
I mean, it's almost unbearable (ey, ey, ey, ey) (everybody get up)
In a hundred years not
Live It Up
by Justin Mise
written by Justin Mise & Heather Holley
It's my life, gonna live it, live it
It's my life, gonna live it up
It's my life,
saw her kingdom
It was time to head home, I knew that I had missed 'em
So I waved my crew along, watched 'em sail away distant
When I stepped down off
Too fly with the shoes tied when I cruise by with the crew in the mood for a new vibe
Who's you to refuse I when the dude live with the tunes bringing
suppose to do
Shake that ass like you're dancin' for loot
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a nigga horny like 2 Live Crew
Let's keep it real, let's
that p- like you suppose to to
Shake that a- like you're dancin' for loot
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a n- horny like 2 Live Crew
You knew it
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
girls let mi see yuh jump, jump (Yep)
New York girls can shake that ass (Oh!)
St. Louis girls mi see yuh shake it fast (Come on!)
Midwest girls can shake
shake ya rump
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one
It's
Dre puttin it down for
Californ-i-a
[repeat 1]
[2]-Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it mama
Shake it Cali
Shake it shake it
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