's dirt And I'm a cold piece of work You's a smirk And you're scared to get down You better do the hokey-pokey and turn yourself around clown It's going down
do's dirt And I'm a cold piece of work You's a smirk And you're scared to get down You better do the hokey-pokey and turn yourself around clown It's going down
Stuntin in my Billion-Aire, gear on my Millionaire Frames, that's money on my mind, WALE [Bridge: Lady GaGa] Get em all, get em all, pack it all
there’s these kids Jeez, don’t give a shit ’bout lyrics All they wanna hear is a beat and that’s it Long as they can go to the club and get blitzed Pick
friends That's money on my mind, Wale Get 'em all, get 'em all, pack it all up Stack up your funds like a million bucks Across the pond, they all know
a shit about lyrics All they wanna hear is a beat and that's it Long as they can go to the club and get blitz Pick up some chicks and get some digits
true/ An all my love, I send to you/ This one here's for you, and you/ We still love you so you know it's all good (It's all good) Ya' alright (alright
All high and dosin' it And that's where I get my name from That's why they call me That's why They call me Slim Shady I'm back, I'm back That's why They
now if I warned Dre to get on the horn and tell him about the storm coming all our way So tell him pack grab a gat right now get on the floor I'll wait
Em? Your emphasis is on the wrong Syllable [Dr Dre] They said 30?s the new 20 funny, must mean 40?s the new 30 interesting cause ever since then it's
with ME, cause don't nobody know how to share (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chka-chka... ("Get in your mind, get in your mind Get in your mind all
right now If I warned Dre to get on the horn And tell him about the storm coming all our way So tell him, pack, grab a gat right now get on the floor
's how a motherfucker go down 3 o'clock in the mornin', M. I. A nigga Missin' in action down in Miami nigga Bitch, its Crack! Cool n Dre, realz Uh, sound all
mang y?all get crunk man, where I from man, they go yellow bus mang, Stupid Dumb Retarted mang Mista FAB and Squeeze Ya-did-a-ma-jig? Let?s Go! Chorus
, and they got the nines showin Dirty pimpin g's, one of my dreams, player now listen Lotta blacks locked down, but comin back around in '96 All the gals
't nobody's punk Go swing down sweet rag top and let me ride Wanna skate, baby don't wait let's glide and slide, right [Pimp C] Neva let hoe ass niggas
out Roscoes got a pacaralo side show 24's on this shure box gass stepped brake everybody shake it real lops and give it up for Mac Dre and Pac all
larger Cold money spender and not a money lender Man let a quarter ounce break down in a blender Man it's Quipto yo and A. Nickatina It's like Joe and
