get to Warwick Avenue Meet me by the entrance of the tube We can talk things over a little a while Promise me you won't step out of line [Verse 3
the rest Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G [Verse 1: Yung Joc] You can catch me in the A Check my DNA What can I say? I'm a G 100% all da way The block on lock
-n lana-i mioara Hai canta, dramba mea, fermecata-i vibratia Ton, ton, semiton, se naste muzica, Cimpoi poi, oita n-a fatat, burduful a behait People a
moppin the floors With them, I keep tryna pass it, but they keep on droppin' the torch And it won't be, long til this sport is O-V- E-R, just blazin'
go bezerker than a fed-up post-office worker A merk her with a Mossberg I'm pissed off get murdered Like someone took a ketchup squirter Squirted a frankfurter For a
a liking to Psych I'm spiking you like a football Been this way since I've stood a foot tall Your'e a good catch with a sh-tty spouse Pretty mouth and a
a liking to psych I’m spiking you like a football been this way since I’ve stood a foot tall your’e a good catch with a sh-tty spouse pretty mouth and a
X [Verse 3] I take seven -- from ----- stand 'em all in line Add an AK - 47, a revolver, a nine A mack 11 and an all assault a problem of mine A natural old school a
’t look like a millionnaire, but I feel like a million bucks, ladies wont ya fill your cups, Shady’s come to fill ya up, if your a D or a C cup you can
get chased by space aliens A brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uranium than a maniac Saudi Arabian A highly combustible head, spazmatic strapped to a
'm serving yah Spank the shank Your whole style when I gank Gaurd your rank Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block I'm
I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga with lead Took a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a nigga Wishin' I had a gun so I could smoke me a nigga Sold my first
[Chorus:] After all of the times that we tried, I found out we were living a lie And after all of this love that we made, I Know Now you don't love me
cute tonight (Irv Gotti: GOTTA LOOSEN UP!). (Ashanti:) Let the beat drop, and make ya feel (AHHH SO GOOD!) [JR:] Rule... (JUST LOOSEN UP!) [Rap: Verse 3
a must (coming around) You see the streets are paved with gold While you see me through the dust 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 A,b,c,d,e B-a-d d-a-y Spells bad
errr) Yeah, that's the speed That's what we do That's who we be B-L-A-C-K -E -Y-E-D-P to the E, then the A to the S When we play you shake your ass Shake
just how willy do it im a freak and u knew it ur a freak and i knew it baby lets get to it [chorus] its called the S E X X X X (YES YES YES) [Verse
Mas que nada Sai da minha frente Eu quero passar Pois o samba esta animado O que eu quero e sambar Este samba Que e misto de maracatu E samba