, it's anuddah, bruddah [Verse Three:] Kool Rock Ski On tour for so long that it wears me down I've been to every city and every small town And, after
to the beach and I must discuss That the night was hot and full of lust It ain't nothin' new, it's an everyday thing And if I ain't with a girl, I swing
your head! A girls walks over and says, "Ooh, I love it!" You crack a smile and say you just bought it! And for your sake, yo, you hope and pray They
night was a problem, baby You didn't say no, you didn't say maybe I don't know who's to balme, who's wrong? Why you had to turn me on? [Chorus:] Rainy
nerves! [Markie Dee:] Yo, you sound like a murderer! [Kool Rock:] Yo, I'm cool and I'd never do a thing to hurt ya But, if you was in my shoes And
m your burger You my fries [Twista] Ready for action when I attack on the track And I flat up a sac on strap on the Cadillac and the glove Could call
up, like slacks in the player path Pretty skin, silky hair, plus that ass fat (uh huh) Fresh kicks on your feet, ya I'm diggin that Slick consako, ya boys
floor Now everyone report to the dance floor Alright stop, pajama time Come here little kiddies on my lap Guess who's back with a brand new rap And
niggas know It's on for life Don't let the west side Ride the night [ha ha] Bad boys murdered on wax and kill Fuck with me And get your caps peeled You
Jackson see Looked at a picture and said she looks like me Kelis said her milkshake brings all the boys to the yard Then Nas went and tattooed the bitch on
get a stack Show these other rappers and these fun trappers how to act Throw-throw some D's on it and put some more on top of that [Chamillionaire imitating
Maybach Wonder why I say that I'm so hood And it aint shit better than this leather and the wood Got my diamonds looking good and my hand on remote And
boys and girls, my name is Fat Lip and this is my friend Sammy the Salmon ‘1 - 2 Today, we’re going to teach you some fun facts about Salmon, and a
cat it look pretty fat and tell them boys to come close watch me push him back us girls look cute shakin our stuff them boys standin back lookin
Told them boys what I been rappin for years all of a sudden I'm hot Cause the only time you see me is probably when I'm on TV Smokin the cohiba on the
't stand him, but just yesterday I was chillin on the block in the Phantom And ain't nobody smirk my way - nope - keep speakin that hot shit and you can
this nigga Fifty don't make me Oh yeah, you got sixty-five niggaz on your team And they're not from Southside Jamaica, Queens They're the boys in blue, and
on the night shift Shady eyes in the middle of the night Into the dawn till the lyrics lock tight On the mix tell the DJ Quick Five boom Chorus: He kept playing my song On and on
