Lyrics:
Fun for me
I dreamt that I was dreaming, I was wired to a clock,
Tickled by the minute hand tick tock tick tock.
I dream I'm on a train and it is
honey up under my wing
'Cause she like that song that the bow wow sing
I'll put her in a cling
I won't buy her a ring
But I'll put her on a hoe stroll
I dreamt that I was dreaming
I was wired to a clock
Tickled by the minute hand
Tick tock tick tick tock
I dream I'm on a train
And it is making music
I dreamt that I was dreaming
I was wired to a clock
Tickled by the minute hand
Tick tock tick tick tock
I dream I'm on a train
And it is making
a chicken
Put the Glock on the cow
Paper describes, you ain't got no nouns
Young Money Cash Money until I go down
When the Mills ring you is not all loud
You
a missionary
So he took a ship and sailed away
This visionary
Hotly pursued by dear Aunt Mary
Found a South Sea Isle on which to stay
The natives greeted them
it by the pound
Shake that booty it go wow wow wow wow
I make you listen, take it to town
Let me see it, bruk it down
Gotta pay it by the pound
Shake
spacious
Niggas wanna kill me but I put 'em on pause
Broke motherfuckers better bow to the boss
I'm gettin' high, I'm above the law
Gettin' down and dirty,
say there Mr Macho
Exercise, lift them weights, you work out I'll palipatate
To coin a phrase you're the cat's meow
And I'm the dog so Bow-wow-wow
I know my 4-4 blow like wow,
Hook:
Who the lame now?
Throw the money in the air watch it rain down, (Wow)
Yea its all good
Its a big city but a small
I'm crying inside, I shout
My vocal cords won't permit me, I scream, but it's not aloud
You put your arm around Mama to calm her, wow
I just thought
cause yo body smellin' right right
Hey girl, (bow wow)Touch it why don't you girl
That's what you wanna do
You can't get tired of me cause I'm O
the street where it all goes down
And you gotta stand tall, keep your feet on the ground
Know, know, bow wow, new style, oh how?
On your fucking bitch, I spend
cause yo body smellin' right right
Hey girl, (Bow Wow) Touch it why don't you girl
That's what you wanna do
You can't get tired of me cause I'm O
Biting on a pen, thin glasses on
French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent
Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill
Do you got what it take for you
Cold here and I shudder and I shiver
I want to look twenty but I can't deliver
Pains in the heart
Ba-ba-bow-wow-wow-wow
It's cold in here
Can you
wow, wow, wow
I need you right now
I don't know where I need to go I'm in my own world with my newfound girl
You my solar eclipse, I put my soul up in
a lil' K and a knife and I put it in front of a K
I do not trip 'bout no bitch cause these bitches be flake, and they really the same
I do not fuck with
here he comes again
Meow said the kitty puppy bow wow wow
Go get your guitar Johnny don't stop now oh baby
Backed up by a jazz band layin´ on the wood
will never break down
(Big Bank) no sir, I don't mess around, woo
Woo
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Apache, jump on it, jump on it
They tell me to quit that
Shit, can't put it down, i tried
Now watch me catch an attitude
I trip when I'm not high
I got to smoke, I got to smoke
Rollin'
here and I shudder and I shiver
I want to look twenty but I can't deliver
Pains in the heart
Ba-ba-bow-wow-wow
It's cold in here
Can you hear my teeth
and you know I'm gonna chow down
Mothafucka, all yo niggaz betta bow down
Mothafucka, 'fore I have to come and pow wow
Oh, fucka, I ain't playin' witcha
Woo! Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50, break it down
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You
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