tappers Hermit crab, honest cat, trying to raise the roof in my own tv room but still get the security deposit back Pull with me Skippy (Hi) Motor head dope fixture what's up
notes in it I'd keep her under fifty beats per minute I mean, that's just me talkin', it's really up to you.' And you've got a bad safety problem
's really up to you" You've got a bad safety problem with That dominant chord with the augmented fifth Just see how dangerously high it raises you up
Alamo If you run up on me, I'ma have to tear yo' clothes So give me what you got, yo' rings and valuables And if you fuck wit my dogz I'ma blow you away
Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been setting me up, Roxie
aim, no restrain, nothing to lose, all to gain I raise cane and snap your back, rip out your veins Crack your frame, return you loopbback from where you
projects you holiday thug Ease up all that illin and grillin Get ya melon lite up, you niggaz is butt You want me, I'm reppin wb, what? Where you find
matter what you call it my shit so hot up in the hood you better record it now some of ya'll niggas think my heart is so warm cold motherfucker me, you
wake up. Sitting in a bank, but I can't take up. Don't want my girl, but I can't break up. Cuz my every day life, I don't want to shake up. Feel the earth
They only wanna fuck with you after you made your way, But when you started out you couldn't pay em to stay, But now I got em lined up in the lobby door
free, I swear You don?t know me homie you can get the fuck from round here I don?t care who you will, who you with or who you know Let?s be clear, I?m
sucker free, I swear You don't know me homie you can get the fuck from round here I don't care who you will, who you with or who you know Let's be clear
to us nothing was hand (play it as loud as you can and say just how we played it) [Chorus] [R. Prophit] Bring out your kids and just treat em cotton candy plus freedom raised
tell you somethin bout me, I was raised up poor And I'm my hood nobody gave a muthafuck about you ya befriend the pen. My childhood, many bitches on the
prolly write my next Verse on a ransom note GOODBYE [Chorus:] I remember I was just alona hangin on tha corna(corna)now take a look at me now(look at me
anyway..... (chorus) White sweater,blue Jetta or Saab nine thou Turrrrbo,how you like me now? Howya,howya,hawyah like me now Howya,hawya,hawya,hawya like me
warm my seat man dem facing papers in magazines man dem take note of the n dubz tune like "you should never metion me" man dem if you can come match
you shuld've raised me up in the church. but imma make a Success o my life,and trust me im true to my words. Proper shouts for the man that raised me