Lyrics:
the live shell
Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Motel, holiday, inn-fact! (A-one, two, a-one, two)
I'm gonna let
with Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who? Says me, the lyrical
Niggas sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
Left
with Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who? Says me, the lyrical
Niggas sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
Left
(Wok dat )
Use it lose it health is money moneee
Me an mi crew come to wok up you waiste
Match your body with your pretty face
(Wineny Wineny wineny
leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money,
at sea
Ya lost to the way I come across at all costs, I must get mine
Suck up all the sun rays and then outshine
Till I blind all eye sights all over
at the concerts
[Baatin]
One, two, the whole world is
Tick tock, tick tock
You live by the clock but I move faster
Niggas is sleeping 'cause they thinking
wanna see what we bout
Come buy a ticket or two
Your girl don’t want you around
She never listens to you
You ain’t out here making moves
Live it up that’s
Lil' Ceaser-
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!
Puffy (Kim)-
Queen
hard dick and plenty money to shop
Take it off,
Come on and dance with me baby
Take it off,
There ain't nobody who can fade me
Take it off,
Buckle up, we're gonna take you for a ride
Let's go
We got you going, get in the vibe
Everybody, put your hands to the sky
Buckle up
We're gonna
Yah Yah
Yah yah yah
I got a dream
See a red I8 boo and it gat no keys ooo
Pull up at the crib by 2 by 5 better know that my crew there too ooo
Take
her spanking eat it like food platter
Oh flow so smooth
I get flashy, photo shoot
I get nasty, two live crew
Move them asscheeks, who are you
Gotta look
gotta have it
Nigga normally toss it up and live lavish
My traps well lured, I go hardboard
It gets loud, known for bustin' off in crowds
Word 'em up
Waited two days and started spendin'
It fast as fuck straight up splurgin'
Open like a virgin with her
First piece of dick, 10 yards ain't shit
I blessed
ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
I'm too lit when they all on me
Can't forget all the things I've seen
In the house party
Won't you come and dance with me
Count them shots like 1 2 3
, dance
Well now dance, well dance to the rock 'n' roll. (now got it, git it)
Well the cats come rockin' in two by two
Some come single like me and you
you can do two stepping beat by Drum Kidd you need to start to love us c’mon
Drum Kidd
Cause today we are going to dance going to dance going to dance
niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buckshots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore
true
Get it how you live we in the field they know that too
Ain't claiming nobody I ain't come up with none of them is the crew
Around the city my face
the live shell
Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Motel, holiday, inn-fact! (A-one, two, a-one, two)
I'm gonna let
We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it's about
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
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