Lyrics:
put ya number in this camera phone
And we can live like the camera's on
No strip, though these boys claiming they ball
Got no grip, though
My flow
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
floor, burn it up
Everybody 'round the whole world heard of us
And we kill off the track 'cause we so murderous
Let's go (go, go, go, go)
Let's go
dem weh pen up
Well educated fools they have ruined di world
And start make it hard for both di boys and di girls
Dem steal all di Africans
blow, I swear
Sayin', "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot"
Then slippin' out, makin' out in the parkin' lot
Down home angel with a whole
(I have no legs)
(I have no leg)
(I have no leg)
Come by the party, get zooted, B?
Uh
Look
Good evening
Yeah, uh
When I party in New
of the world
Then got a divorce
In front of the world
And get a new girl
Then what do I see? My face on the cover of TMZ
Private jet, bad bitch and me
I am
you up
At you wake motherfucker
Black girls got tape AK
We always do it big round here babe babe
That's for Miami boys
With them days kinda flex
By: jimmy buffett
1970
Straight-laced leather-faced he rolled
In like he owned the two-bit town
Dollar bills bulging from his bell-bottomed jeans
[Verse 1: Kirk Franklin]
Little boy where you goin?
Tell me what ya gon' do, ya gon' be
Tell me what ya future
Is college in ya dreams?
You like
like I'm Tonya
All my boys livin' debt free, your squad like Wesley
I want head on a jet ski, she gave me head for a Fendi
For a Prada, she got sexy,
much why wasn't I chose?
But it will not stop Bone
Those shots don't drop Bone
No no
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me
Everybody
I'm sitting on the side of the curb
With a pocket of herb
I don't know if y'all heard I'm high as a bird
I can fly like Kelly, I glide like skates
it knocked me down
I want to be a rock 'n' roll girl
What's that sound
It's a heartache heard round the world
If it calls and it calls every boy
would've been nice to you and kind to you
Would've shared my world
'Cause by now we'd be in love, yeah
If I would've knew
The girl next door would've
God bless Amerika
This so godless Amerika
Heard tomorrow ain't promised today
The end of time is like a hour away
Damn, military minded, lost and can't
across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them low-low's, girl
(Still) takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets,
the world's a sunny day, oh yeah
I got a Nikon camera
I love to take a photograph
So Mama don't take my Kodachrome away
If you took all the girls I knew
afraid to play
Afraid to play? Hear that squirt?
Go home before you all get hurt
We'd like to get just one thing straight
We heard you guys was really
crusts
So me grindin' with that iron is a real must
And it will bust, trust
So hush little boy hush it's a man's world
You can go and keep it
Jerkin do
stunners
Niggas steady baller block, can't take nothing from us
Young nigga, living a life surrounded by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, them boys, they're
new artist with a old school deal. (yeah!)
Taught the game by Steve Lobell (yup!)
So we always win, don't receive no L's (nah!)
New girls act like
circles like doughnuts queater so
official and so much 3 shots spin and they like so
what baby tell me is you with it
[Bridge:]
She lookin good in a body
tease girls
I'm heading out this morning,
For the Far Side of the World.
Oh I believe in song lines
Obvious and not
I'd ridden them like camels
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