Fuck! Lick! Suck! Do it to me all night, Make me cum a river. Let me stick it in up to your liver. Basically just FUCK ME!
Припев (2х) Детка, я так хочу быть с тобой И мне не надо другой, Во сне твой образ рисовал, О встрече я всю жизнь мечтал. 1 куплет Я знаю, будешь моей
from you [J-Bo] Now the wind blows as I'm on 85, and chiefin good with a six-pack a that Colt 45 just like I should And if I could, I will, I might,
, fuck you and yo fake bitch, when the eight (.8mm) spit You could feel the hatred, taste it You high right now, you ain't ready to die right now The .45
and slain by bullets wit dead aim I weathered the change Stormed through the streets in the range, can't complain A nigga live to die in the flames Casue i torture J
dreams than to steal And Ramsey came for me and Patchy to put our voices on a reel And I could hear myself on the radio "45 King Special Red Alert Show
m runnin threw so logs, tring to blow ya leg off I put some shit up in the line that'll blow ya mind It's like some Colt 45, does it every time,nigga
(featuring Project Pat, Slim Thug & Trick Daddy) [Intro: Juicy J and DJ Paul] We gotta stay fly-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Till I-Till I die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie
yourself for dad Doin' bad but I'm not for long my nigga it's on When I shoot with this fuckin' tone you is gon' be gone [Hook 2x] [Juicy J] ({North
hard hitta yes I am And I dont really nigga give a damn About you and how you fuckin rock shit I put a 45 that make you bitches stop dead You wanna cock
't satisfied 'till a nigga leave paralyzed Underground out warning out it's the Hypnotized Chaos, destruction, mayhem, panic Lose your motherfucking bitch do some damage! [Chorus - 2X] [Verse Two: Juicy "J
what You scared hoe what what what Kickin in the door I make them bitches hit the floor for keys (rpt 2x) [Verse 1] Bust in with that 45 make them bitches
get kicked out I really think they hatin, tell me what is this about But everything good, 'cause we gon' keep it crunk And Colt 45 gon' forever get drunk [Chorus 2x] [J
[Intro] Yeah Yo, check it out It's J Foxx The black Hugh Hef We got my man, Tank The love machine Yo, check it out We got Lil' Jon in the house You know
Ghetto niggas remain violent while the killers remain silent Niggas strapped with 45?s and ain?t smilin' And I?m drivin' to a place they?re all warrin
face out the ride (Chorus x2) Styles P: If you forgot my name or my style i'm the ghost with the hornet flow and corner style with a piece of shit car With two 45
Yeah Bad boy collabo J.R lets get it Look, its Keshia Cole and the black Kenneth Cole black Air one's, all black soul im 'bout to take control like Janet
