Lyrics:
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
hooked, babe
On your love, you got me wondering
Sexy (Sexy, sexy, baby)
You're the one I want
You got your hooks in me
I won't stray
'Cause that's what's
High rollers, what's up?
Drinks Houston, what's up?
Onyx, what's up?
You does it baby you does it baby
Harlem nights, what's up?
Treasures,
check it)
'Cause I love to grip that with a passion, got a couple of zips
And I'm off the rip, ready for action, nigga, fuck who you with
'Cause I be
Um kicking shit like a punt
I smoke P's by the month
Imma do what i want
Backwood full of runtz
Johnny knoxville how i stunt
Got your rent in these
j'disais que jamais je r'commencerais
J'me d'mande si j'm'en tirais si je r'commençais
Ok, là j'divague, j'suis drunk by myself
What goes around comes around
that a nigga outside
In that pat, riot, j, ee, p
Rolling up sum weed, to keep it cordial for the vibe
So know we sparking soon as you arrive
Cus I been
to judge us
Together we can all be strong
[P Diddy:]
United we stand, Divided we fall
[N'Sync:]
Oh you know we've got to find a way
[Mary J. Blige:]
[Jay-Z]
Sup ma? You want to roll with us, why'knowhatI'msayin?
It's good, it's love, it's all love
We got cases of Belvedere, we gon' play
à part, j'ai ma Black school
"Au secours" on ne connaît pas assez, nous, on trousse
Embrouille, quoi? Quoi? Quoi? What you gonna do?
Big Black gamin,
Skippin' tones It's only total hip to a music tune baby
I got one phone I always say I got two
Motherfuckin' around dude What it does
You know you
P. Diddy
what's going on
Jermaine Dupri
Tell me
P. Diddy
People dying
People crying
Lord help us
Bono
Mother, Mother
There's too many of you
It's The Man You Love 2 Hate
The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
It's The Man You Love 2 Hate
The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
I got my buck on them rolling down
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that mean, mane?
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that mean?
She got her own house (yeah)
She got
what's happenin'?
Yeah, okay
I'm hoppin' out the fifty, it's an eighty-eight
Gold Ds, red paint, I ain't got no place
Real P's, no yees, we don't
come around like honey!)
'Cause I'm fly like a bee! (oh, yeah?) (say what?)
Man I got 'em all buzzin', (buzzin'!) buzzin', (buzzin'!) buzzin',
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
J Fizzle (fizzle)
Jagged boyz (yeah, know what i mean)
[chorus]
dont get mad your girl chosed me, uh (hey,hey,hey,come on)
J E some P.I.M.P
what you want I'm on some ol' eleven shit
These niggaz wanna hate, God dammit we can handle it
Mad cause I got juice, call me Tropicana bitch
Joc feel
like you sharted, ooh wee
P-I-M-P is the pimp in the streets
You say you got Anna , get it off your chest
Damn, Lil' J rebranded, guess it's for
you need
Roll the trees Smoke with me
Bows and p's what you need
Cause I love Mary Jane like you
It's za for me no doodoo weed
Bows and p's what you
you be my B-A-B-Y
I can be your P-A-P-I
I need a girl to J me
Sorta like Beyonce did to Jay-Z
Kinda like Janet J did to J-D
And maybe you can do
and move forward with my life (move on with my life)
Got a family that loves me and wants me to do right
But instead I'm here locked up
They won't let
to the eye
The end situation could leave your ass dry
That's why you got to walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by
My man P put me
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