Lyrics:
the big romance
I've got a question, I just might pop it
I know something that you don't know
I got a ring of gold in my pocket
Tonight's the night and you
proud to do the devil's work
All that actin' and fakin' I can't take part in it
I'm washin' my hands with the soap opera shit
Set the cameras to speed,
[Intro]
Grand Hustle Pimp,
Hey, whats happening shorty
Me being a true player and all
I mean you know as a stand up guy you know
I really hate
[Intro]
Grand Hustle Pimp..
Hey, whats happenin shorty
Me being a true player and all
I mean you know as a stand up guy you know
I really hate
By the end of the night, I'm tryna toss you up
So fuck what you tell me
We could get it crackin' wit this bottle of Belve
Cranberry and mix, show me
what I do best
Regarding Miami boyz
You know who daddy is right?
Jump in on the track
And let the whole world know
What it means to be a 305
Let
Bankhead, shawty, yeah you know what it is
Pockets full of number of rubber bands and bills
Came up around that standard wheel
Was finna do a deal about 60
couldn't come up. Take my hammer, Paulie Ann and go to that railroad
Swing that hammer like you seen me do it
They'll all know your John Henry's woman but
See our careers take off like a US missile
Break out the crystal
I spitted it, and now its g funked out, transmitted it
So you can call it what
don't do drive-by's, we park in front of houses and shoot (shoot)
And when the police come we fuckin' shoot it out with them too! (Too)
That's
The Voice 'cause he know just what to say
I'm The Hero, I come through, save the day
Bitch, I'm a D-boy, do it for T.Roy
I'm on you forever, that's just
niggas praise Yukons and getting paid
Its goin' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Like it take a lot more than du-rags to get you waves
While waiting to exhale I finally got on my knees
I know it's been a long time
Do you still remember my name?
Can I go back in time?
Can I have
bring him to the dance floor
Go on let them jeans touch you while you're dancing
It's his birthday, give him what he ask for
(Let me show you how to do
young love
Just watch what you do young blood
And watch whose in your crew young blood
It don't matter if you do drugs,
And even if you threw slugs
an I hope you can take it
Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it
Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you
When you
to set it off (off)
Well, I don't know what you heard and I don't know what ya know
But my folks done told me, "You got it"
So (oh), "Up Jumps
smell me
Shouts out to my nigga Laurie
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be low key
On these
you're saving
In this photograph, who's this one waving?
I think you know, so speak up, amigo
It says here that by trade you were a fisherman
and speak to me, I don't know you
And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr. *NSYNC, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I
and speak to me, I don't know you
And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr. *NSYNC, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I
goes, but I'm telling you (go 'head, go 'head, okay)
Anybody else? That's the only songs we know about love?
What's Love Got to Do with It (I Will
CD in.
She said, "Stars couldn't get me in a car.
I don't know what type of man ya are.
You might know karate
do me and get away
I got a glimpse
Shit, fuck, shit
Boy, huh
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
If you want space, I hope you take your helmet off soon
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