Ahh shit, y'all know what the sound of that is Thats the sound of them braves Them Atlanta niggas in this bitch once again It's the mother fuckin' Ying
the fellas [ ] = Mr. Mixx time for ya mind! All the boys in the house ... y'knahmsayin! Intro: Mr. Mixx YEAHHHHHHH, BA-BYYYY!! It's the boys, we gon
There's a prophet on a mountain And he's making up dinner With long division and writing crop Anybody can feel like a winner When it's served up piping
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YOU BROKE YOUR OWN HEART WRITERS HANK WILLIAMS, HANK WILLIAMS JR. You're letter says you're unhappy we're many miles apart It's a little late to ask
Already, kno what I'm sayin this Birdman and this how it's goin down, that little youngin Yo Gotti I certifed him stamped approval, you feel me?, Energy
Stomp, stomp them grapes and make that wine Put it in a bottle, boys, and ship it on down the line Well, I got up this morning and made it downtown Started
Words: l.dukes, g.williams music: g.williams - 1987 from the album "ba-dop-boom-bang" Walkin' through my neighborhood Her backfield's in motion
[Ghostface Killah] Yeah, yeah Yeah I cheat and I fuck other bitches Y'all just lame sucker-for-love ass niggaz Su.F.L.A.N! Go ahead and spell it out I
Luda! Yep! S.G.! Chris Breezy ! It's me! Hey! Uh oh! U-uh u-uh, uh oh! U-uh u-uh! I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls I know, I know
Artist: R. Kelly Album : TP-3 Reloaded Song: Burn It Up Lyrics: [R Kelly - Intro] Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhhhhh Burn it up Girl make it
(Feat. Fat Joe) [intro : Fat Joe] Ooooh oh, cruise mania, eh-eh i take em up town, take em up town B-x-t-s, Tony Sunshine ,uh, we goin in, uh-uh
We krush them and they click Let me tell you right now what you supposed to get You supposed to get free and intelligent Not a platinum plaque that's
[Snoop Dogg & (Master P) talking] Hey yo (Ghetto Postage) Give me something that makes a nigga wanna pop his motherfuckin' collar (With a lil' West Coast
C'mon in VIP baby [Chorus] Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans) Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog Shake what you got in them jeans
Here we go, welcome to my world nigga Of Cadillac's and stacks Triple X throwbacks with my name on the back Uh, I know you see us You wanna be us With
Yea My type of shit See!! When i do what i do i do it I said when i do what i do i do it Dat right [verse 1:] See she all on my dick cause i make alot