I walk up in ya club and ya parties don't last I like to pop shit, don't get me started I slap y'all mothafuckas like y'all little kids in kindegarten
ya parties don't last I like to pop shit, don't get me started I slap y'all mothafuckas like y'all little kids in kindegarten Squeeze yo' head till yo
Against saying what we want to say the right way Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man DJ
drama Down the dollar if you wanna be a top can't follow Only reason they guh 'head I'm went a little harder Four starters movin' too quick, to live a little
a little while my hand rub your thigh and your knees You know that silly shit and now it's ten on six We in the village jus a little ripped pumpin'
left over piece of chicken for ya Ya little sewer skank Ya nasty little pipe-smoking sac-chasing, ho And that was that A little smooth talking she was
I want is my flava Four simple things in this bitch before I die I wanna rusty axe, I wanna know voodoo A fat bitch named Bridget and a little sip of
made a pig noise off his head.Since we out west, I had a little fun,And pulled his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium!(Chorus:)Three little piggies
Once upon a time there were three little pigs Who went out into the big world To build their homes and seek their fortunes The first little piggy, his
, I made a ping noise off his head Since we out west, I had a little fun And pulled his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium Three little piggies
, almost got my ass kicked Rather just chill in the yard in my casket Call up the hoe's have 'em swing by the tomb And get a little stinky stank up in
penny There's a mother always awaiting you at home Ten years later to this village Came a stranger no one knew His steps were halt and ragged clothes he wore The little
sword and praise the Lord Enrage the war on this wicked society Raise your sword and praise the Lord Enrage the war on this wicked society The village
hangin' around Tired of living in your one horse town you'd like to find a little hole in the ground, for awhile.. So you go to the village in your
'er the hill Will you love me, little darling as you did those starry nights As we sat beneath the maple on the hill Don't forget me, little darling
In a little country village I met a man and he was blind As I helped him cross the highway I cried thy burdens are greater than mine I can see the
the town as food is craved like a drug. The little food the people have is worth more than gold. (Oh) Days go by as the villagers resources are reduced