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Hahhh (c'mon) street team (yeah)
Relax, make moves like what (like what, like what)
Brooklyn, Uptown (yeah)
Beak it down one time, to y'all
Everybody knows
To where it´s gonna go
When you stop to move
And everyone thinks
C´mon take all you can
But they will lose all again
[Chorus]
But
go to your head
(oh whoa hoo)im so sorrow (oh oh)
(c'mon) fancy cars, side trips
expensive wines, had me buying
made me forget what i had ?
who
to take
WAKE UP AND LIVE breath every breath
WAKE UP AND LIVE until my death
WAKE UP AND LIVE so much to do
WAKE UP AND LIVE all of you
C'mon, open your
Know what I know y'all to do?
c'mon, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce (B-Double O-be -O-N-I-C)
(M-are-Dot- M-A-N)
Uh, Most Wanted,
C'mon, get on it
That's it, baby, now kick it in
Baby, it's cold outside out here in the rain
Sure looks warm inside through the window pane
I
will be better (better, better)
She don't say a word
And she won't say a word
Until you kiss the girl (c'mon and kiss her)
Sha la la la la la
[Busta Rhymes]
Yes indeed... oh my god
No more games! No more fuckin games!
c'mon... let's do it!
[Rah Digga]
Check, save the yakkedy-yak I
I'm crashin your Jeep
Hot potato was the only way you herbs was passin the heat (c'mon son)
You a mangina, and a prom queen-ah
who learn how to thug
deep, dap me, clap me too
I fear none of you characters, like Scrappy Doo
"c'mon, put 'em up!" Make the rumors greater
My name's fate, we gon' meet up,
nowhere fast, I was on my way
Curiosity, c'mon, I know y'all relate
[Chorus]
Think about the characters in my storybook
The pages I have read you
This
on
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
C'mon, let's roll
Everybody, yea, here we go (here we go)
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
It's on, it's on,
bum's wrecked.
You know why?
Your mother's got a penis (C'mon Wembley)
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis)
Your mother's got
Uh yeah, c'mon, uh, yo, aiyyo
[Verse 1]
How I'm gon' forget my muscle, I just had to switch my hustle
And try to make hits that crush you, and dance
Train rhythm of a dark blue heart, c'mon.
Me and you equals three not two
'Cause of the uninvited guest in blue.
Right from the drop, why try
(And I ain't here to fight, C'mon)
I'm coming, coming - back, back - to Harlem
Harlem and you gon' stop me, huh (haha)
You gon' stop me, he gon' stop me,
play
I prolly be in the kitchen witcha Mrs
Wrap a body with Ye
Buy my cars in Miami while I shop in LA
(c'mon)
With the same prosecutor that put Gotti
"I can't sing and I can't dance,
but still I know how to clap my hands"
"Something strange in my head
There must be mushrooms in my head"
"C'mon
I've never felt so alive
Now we'll leave it without words
We'll settle this with violence
C'mon, give it all you've got
We'll settle this with bullets
Go
and the lights are way down low
She whispers in my ear "C'mon let's go"
I know she's got the hots for me as we head back to my car
I know she really wants it
Stepdaddy
Stepdaddy
Stepdaddy
Stepdaddy
Stepdaddy
Stepdaddy
OKAY
Stepdaddy
OKAY
Do this dance y'all!
c'mon!
the best it's gonna get
C'mon, get up shake it off and work your way beyond the fallout
But you still won't listen to me
(You're screaming) Bam,
got the feeling
Everybody knows that the boys will be around
C'mon, Mytown, Jack Knight, Yeah
Jack Knight in Dakota House
One more time, can
us say us must be sick and must be ill
Test the daddy MBeat unnu better go write your will
C'mon!
(Lord have mercy)
So wah, booyaka booyaka,
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