It's on you Stay home, take a ride, you decide It's on you To the movies, to the bedroom, what you wanna do It's on you Hey! Anything goes on between
not likely, so here’s my application Pass it to the man at at&t Cuz when I was in school I got the a. e. e. But there’s no s. e. for this youngsta I
slow down take you to court think you seein' Judge Joe Brown they just actin' Indy's throwin' Tyson back in another year fuckin' with a nigga's career
from the second season of "Da Band" Like cake-walk like it's, fuck it (TALK TO 'EM!) [Joe Budden:] Yo, I'll be whatever you wan' call me Weird
your fucking feet till you get to squishing a hoe It's panda-monium [? ] when you see him, damn Baby you look good you're giving me wood You should pull
you do for it? What would you give for it? For that C.O.C.A.I.N.E. 'Cause once you get in, you wanna leave Got to have it Yeah, I made it I'm addicted
't no flesh and then it's over You on that doja, G.I. Joe shit but you ain't a soldier Chopper or fold ya, you not cobra commander, you bozo I'm the composer
You acted as you didn’t know What it was all about And I close my eyes Will you leave me, girl? And I realise It’s a crazy world Baby how could you do it You
going on I'm like a bad defender Smoking holy joe He's a big pretender Look out for jack He's on his way Big Jack Big Jack You know it's only natural
everybody Clap your hands Come on, keep it going Clap your hands everybody Clap your hands everybody Clap your hand Lets do it ,you ready? Come on We
'amour, I'll take you on a long sejour Hola, que tal Maria You turn me on like sweet Sangria you and I, we gonna party till the morning light It's
on this microphone Blowin' up like my name is Joe Bazooka I'm a super-dooper MC party pooper On a track so slick it'll make you feel all queasy Make
save one for you. No one to blame , but it's hard to explain, why too many soul's are feeling so alone. You've got to hold on if it's all you can do.
queen from mars They're drunk on love as you can get Getting high on lust and cigarettes Living life with no regrets At least they're gonna try to fly [Chorus:] You
of dawning It don't stop till the early morning Call all your boys Call all your girls Call all your friends Let's do it again Let's do it again Yes
you bounce around like this was calypso Always shine 'cause I got the hi-pro glow You think that you can hide, you think you can lay low Roll up on
the world I landcruise If you choose to fuck around you get bruised Now I got you gassed on super unleaded fuels Get me through give me some space you excuse -Chorus- [Rampage] You
it on the floor Cali put it on the floor ("Love Don't Cost A Thing") Miami put it on the floor Miami put it on the floor Atlanta put it on the floor