diamond cause She rocks shows (for Black) see my ones ain't no way that You can stop those, Little Man got your breath together With Queen Pen now it's hot
tied down We on your block, turned hot spots to ghost towns A-yo, I'm tired of these niggaz, Bus-a-Bus, now Say it to 'em [Chorus: Q-Tip] This
"p"laya say pretty please Bow down when you standin in front of a "q"ueen R is for "r"un, im the one, you "s"econd to me Just cuz I been hot since the
it Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep often Take over your party, slamdance witcha hood Took your ladies back to the projects with us Then sent her {ass} back on the Q
's coming through your block Can't you smell it trick? Wanna copy-cat my whole format So you get funk tracks, punch lines and skull hats Got a little
C K , I love to kill fo play 'Cuz like cube it was a good day An' I'm a be like strictly on my Q's P's an' Q's I'm puttin' quarter holes in fools So
Ey what? You wanna quickly Doku this ting? (Go on then) Yo. -Dappy- I'm like, lately i've seen that many man comin' up with funny little skanks an' ting
me the money And if you ever violate this, call me a bitch Or forget to run the [unverified], you better do your little thang Mack it around and do your little
[Mad Child] I make heads nod like a hot-rod with hydraulics A beer drinkin ??? gettin plastered like alcoholics. I smash kids that fraulic or tip-toe
rob to rock and howie tee Now, I'm talkin about omega psi phi fraternity Givin a little history For some people, their lucky number's 7 For q-dogs, it
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
from Q.B. I aim you, so you should just let us be Or find yourself shot up, in the hospati You be leakin' and Dole in ya face, some hot teeth Yo it's
hot like the roof is on fire Burn it up Girl the way you dance you are my one desire Come on So hot you're one fire (come on!) [x7] [R Kelly] When
Come on, so hot you're on fire Come on, so hot you're on fire Come on, so hot you're on fire Come on, so hot you're on fire Come on, so hot you're on
Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep often Take over your party, slamdance witcha hood Took your ladies back to the projects with us Then sent her {ass} back on the Q
Seventy-seven Seventy-eight And seventy-nine I started to ride With my Uncle ike In eighty and eighty-one I was about ten But the first time a little
, meaning we minus the bright sun And I'm numb like I'm inside 'em like white on a ripe bun Like that one, baby stacked wit' a fat on Action-pack wit' a rack and a little
Whats up with a nigga, Eightball up in dis here Fa real Historic hits, nigga like Ali's fist Rock the world Get freaked by a different bunch hot little
