Lyrics:
won
A cold soul melted by the heat of rising suns
I'm a jack of all trades but a master of none
Can't save face so I think I'll cut my losses and run
that '22 Rolls
Yeah that '22 Rolls
Picking up hoes
Transporting lows
Man they ain't gon' shoot to kill
Man you know I ain't shoot for real
It's all in my
my jeans like come get knocked off
Jack in the Box, these niggas clowns like why the fuck they still ain't pop out?
One by one, we knock 'em down,
Nigga, I'm bigger than you, so what you wanna do?
Didn't know he had a .22
Straight sittin' behind his back
I grabbed his pockets and then I heard six
Nigga, I'm bigger than you, so what you wanna do?
Didn't know he had a .22
Straight sittin' behind his back
I grabbed his pockets and then I heard six
you stand another day
Making habits out of our gone bys?
You and I have better things to do
5-22-02
That's when I told you
5-22-02
Did you
Live from the aftermath
Saturnalius
This is Narci
Let's Do it
Yo
Venus in aquarius retrograde rotation
Water-bearer moon which means I love with
Gettin', his little dick sucked by the, clucks
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please
Little locs are harder then the O-G's
You fall to the ground and beg
him leanin
I dont got no options I gotta stack it
Cuz my problems be double backin
18 posted by the back end
22 I'll leave you flattened
West 151st I
4/4 I've count your measures
More more you can do better
Chore for you lied for pleasure
Moon forms its all bad weather
Daylight gone its no more
house
Because House Music
Is a universal language
Spoken and understood by all
You see
House is a feeling that no one can understand
Really unless you're
In the beginning there was Jack,
And Jack had a groove,
And from this groove came the groove of all grooves.
And while one day viciously throwing
house
Because house music is a universal language
Spoken and understood by all
You see House is a feeling
That no one can understand really
Unless you are
don't give a fuck we gon wet it all up
Yea you know what you do
You think that you slick but I ain't stupid girl I found out about you
Heard you been
Bitch, We All Thuggin'
We Fight In Clubs, Hit The Parkin Lot, And Start Bustin'
I Know I'm Country, I can't Help It I'm From Tennessee
I'm Throwin' Up
In the beginning there was Jack
And Jack had a groove
And from this groove
Came the grooves of all grooves
And while one day vicously throwing down
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
at the game, I move step in first place
Leave 'em all blind for hard times and third base
Back to bake 'em more, fizzle and burn though
But you can't see
on rap
I know I’m gifted but I can’t get on the map
And if I make it I’m the type to give back
Yea Yeaa
Money evil but I do need the cash
No villain but I
model wit a lot of class
Girl, look at your booty what you doin' wit all that
And I know this might through you off
But can I touch your booty and see is
a chair and sip on some Giacobazzi
I stimulate your brain like a game of Yatzee
Yeah, the New Jack with the new rap
(How'd you do that, Diamond D?)
(Uh huh, it's my shit
All the girls like to)
A few times I been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback
school[00:28.50]Hit my homie what's the move[00:29.82]We ain't got nothing to do[00:31.02]So we stay by[00:32.19]Hope I came right[00:34.37]And now I'm just
can do you all[00:30.41]I can be the one that you would want[00:34.32]Walking away[00:36.40]Walking away[00:38.62]Walking away as I'm walking by
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