keys to the room at the mo, And if you hoes ain't fuckin', then you don't need to go. [Girl] I just wanna fuck you. Nope, I don't think so. I'ma straight
girl Can't you seeeeee, I'm fuckin' your girl It ain't my fault, I'm fuckin' your girl Can't you seeeeee, she came on to me [Daz Dillinger] While you
me? Make they "Bed-rock" "Get Em Girl", my half-black-and-Italian wifey Rocks all colors brotha', my Italian icey I say "Get Em Girl", her diamonds out
to smash her skull in when she parroted back, 'Tell mommy; tell poppy; you need this little dolly.' Big nothing. Big nothing. The smoky voice of the petaled girl
you gon get divorced girl forget remorse, I?ma hit you broads with Chris?s paws like you pissed him off talented with the tongue muthfucker you aint gotta lick in yours hittin? licks like
you'll never guess who's knockin' at your doors People's hit the floors, yeah tonight ladies you gon' get divorced Girl forget remorse, Imma hit you broads with Chris' force like you
goddamn warden Take a motherfucker like you And without remorse this is what I'll do: Punk you down and make you be my bitch Then make you shit on this
mouth Gaggin' and shit, lookin' down at the bitch, laughin' I'm about to smash that pussy like baby Aspirins I'm fuckin' her, like I had feelings for
my cut, just countin' my cash If you come short, gotta (Smash that trash) Lookin' at a lady, said, "You got a nice ass" She smiled right back, had to (Smash
If you bringing war, you are tricking before you start We got guerillas ready to mob, and mask up after dark So get on your mark, you ain't seldom ready we gone You
girl a lot better than you do The type of lyrics I spit will never fail you Battle you online, type a letter forward it then email you Take you off the
like that. Hannah/Miley: Tada! Lily I know your upset that I didn't tell you but you cannot just freeze me out like that. Please talk to me. Lily: I
girl Smash it up, smash it up I'll hit it all night long Smash it up, smash it up And once I smash I'm gone Smash it up, smash it up Smash it up, smash
had to run they mouth? Thangs ain't like it used to be can't you see Bitch ass wannabes wannabe me To-tti, whatchu gonna do when I come for you? The same thing you
[Vinnie Paz/Louie Dogs:] I murder you and laugh I'm Barry Sanders slashing through the path you a magician's assistant, I'm sawin' you in half you a
you can't see me not possibly (Nooo!) How we swoop up in Harlem, 20 Coupes when we mobbin' 40 troops if it's problems (What Nowww!) Cause 1 nigga you
I wanted a trophy wife, then you could be But all it looks like is that you rentin out pussy Less about you, nah you aint the one You grown, you got choices
em girl my half black and Italian wifey Rocks all colors brotha, my italian icy I say get'em girl our diamonds are the diamond mine I don't even like