Lyrics:
The act of makin love...is...
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pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by
I bet you the Boogie won't jump me
Bitch I'll slump thee
Or beat yo bitch ass with these hands and leave yo shit lumpy
Not gon play with no nigga
it
She don gave me the top cant kiss me
Running errands alot I'm busy
Get me to hot I'm blowin likes chimney
Zoo ain't safe surrounded it by grizzly
last
Wanna be like me don't think too fast
Bring it down to the moment break it down boogie back
and Jon B but bitch I was raised by the Gotti, Ashanti, So bodies on me
Yeah I’m the papa OG, and you snotty nose, vamanos, rapido please
Pour me coqui
shit that's occurrin
I don't like it
I don't like it one mother fuckin bit
Trick Daddy:
Free me
I've been captured by some
you
We can bring it on the floor
You've never danced like this before
But we don't talk about it
Dancing on
Doin’ the Boogie all night long
Stoned in
you
We can bring it on the floor
You've never danced like this before
But we don't talk about it
Dancing on
Doin’ the Boogie all night long
Stoned in
Hit me up & we can make it happen
I'm in the boogie down, I'm Brooklyn bound from Staten Island
Shaving my head, I like the way it make my body look
Cartagena
Kicking ass as I blast off heat, and
You never see me talk to police, though
You should know that I really don't care
Pull you by the hair, slit
Cartagena
Kicking ass as I blast off heat, and
You never see me talk to police, though
You should know that I really don't care
Pull you by the hair, slit
creed
Turn it up, bring the volume up
Let this fuck you up
The Ad Libra crew is right here in the cut
People tell me that I haven't made enough bangers
I
Cartagena
Kicking ass as I blast off heat, and
You never see me talk to police, though
You should know that I really don't care
Pull you by the hair, slit
the freak y'all
I keep the Buddha to last me through the week y'all
Come take a trip on my cosmic movie boogie flicks
Far beyond space so niggas say
hind end kicked
Malcolm, Isaac, and Boogie jumped me and took my tricycle
And I don't know if I would call that white privilege, yeah
But I get it,
nigga well I get it in like it's legal
Pimpin' this bitch she gon bring me the money and dick and the perc what I feed her
Still trapping off with no
ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it, gotta rock
about to bring that real soul back to the game
John Legend on the backgrounds by the way
let's go
From what I hear Kanye is killing the game very bad
My
the thirteenth knot (Hangman)
I arrange panoramic of a plastic catalogue
And where wild dogs sing tailor-made lullabies tried by my offspring
I'll bring
the groove - feell it
Do what ya want but ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock
you at
Boogie down bully like a boogie in all black
Thirty niggas with me they'll catch a body they all strapped
Dirty smith and wesson i get
is be mad at me
Bitch, don't threaten me
Niggas don't know I'm nice with these
You pay the price with these
Come by this pisces, your life cease
now I'm all by myself
This fake chick is a mess
Sunday I caught her at a picnic with somebody else
But I just wanted to see if you'd be staring at me
In the dark
Where all the fevers grow
Under the water
Where the shark bubbles blow
In the morning
By your radio
Do the walls close in
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