Lyrics:
like a pestilent kid
We could cop some stones and put them back where they did
The dudes in the room with the head of the thing
So I copped that, chopped
My old man is a bad man, but
I can't deny the way he holds my hand
And he grabs me, he has me by my heart
He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past
lining
Double breasted, bullet proof vested, well protected
The heart, the rib cage, the chest and solar plexus
Casting stones, cracking two-hundred
lining
Double breasted, bullet proof vested, well protected
The heart, the rib cage, the chest and solar plexus
Casting stones, cracking two-hundred
sound like rock and roll
Whoa, wish this was man
A rolling stone concert
I wish that it was music when
They walk in the building
Someone ring the alarm
We
Bump N Grind
(Bump N Grind) Now that's what my man say
Sometimes I lay in my bed, and I dream of bein hand-fed
I made the jam, with my man, about
crews
Partying with the Zoo Crew
Looking for the pink in poo poo.
I thought you knew too stone style is of stamina
Jamming ta while we planning ta jam
crews
Partying with the Zoo Crew
Looking for the pink in poo poo.
I thought you knew too stone style is of stamina
Jamming ta while we planning ta jam
to cause a scene
It just comes natur'lly no the girl can't help it
Well up on main street by the taxi stand
There's a crowd of people and a traffic jam
She
[Afrika]
Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and..
Mindin my business, hangin on the scene
Kangaroos rolled by -- but I was clean
?? got my
Down on the corner by the traffic light
Everybody's lookin' as she goes by
They turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone
Lord have mercy,
to cause a scene
It just comes natur'lly no the girl can't help it
Well up on main street by the taxi stand
There's a crowd of people and a traffic jam
She
Bump N Grind
(Bump N Grind) Now that's what my man say
Sometimes I lay in my bed, and I dream of bein hand-fed
I made the jam, with my man, about
street fam, twitter team
Like you could fuck with me
Oh did it seem, Dr King and Def Jam ain't the only ones with a dream
I'm a grown ass man, this
street fam, twitter team
Like you could fuck with me
Oh did it seem, Dr King and Def Jam ain't the only ones with a dream
I'm a grown ass man, this
the experience of others while getting ready to succeed. And achieve success through a mental attitude and have the courage to face the truth day by day in every
the after hours jam, ain't no randoms in here
Oh dear, oh dear, I been there before
You try to sneak in through that side door
And if there's one thing that I
a ticket for the train
I'm all right, all right honey bee
I'm all right daisy, rose, hug a tree
Hug a tree, roll a stone
I'm all right honey, but you better
nobody
Bought a sawed off shotty
Keep that bitch right by me
Niggas moving real slimey
Fresh blades for a snake nigga
Chop em down then erase niggas
I
run down the road
And the water gets caught in the stones
Like clouds why can't we just let go
Of things that have us in control
Its a jungle, Aunties,
Kranti kaari aur ab
Kala bhaari aur ab
Trojan active scene me aur wapas
Back with a bang
No gang gang
Waale munde
Dilli ke sadko pe
D walk kr
Road jam
6am and I call a cab
So you can drink your coffee alone
Last night you wanted me so damn bad
Morning comes we both turn to stone
No ties to cut,
brothers
In the field
In the juke jam
Keep the grass low for my niggas playing sports
But watch out for the spiders
Making webs on your court
I got love for
ladies, this your jam, this shit your jam and this shit a favorite, one of my greatest hits
Ride around like I'm on the A-list list, feeling me like I'm
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