exist I saw her with her hair She's a godness in the hell And a flower in the grass She's a girl who dosen't care about guys like me But i love her
the haters like fuck that [Ali] Old School 9-8 and you see the Camilion below in the celing wood with wheel on With a flyin bitch some old gangsta shit Flat screen
a Lam', and sure 'nough My Bentley, Fresh Bentley on twenty-inch dubs Monte Carlo's, Cadillac's, and Jags If it ain't a V-8, that shit ain't fast Vettes
neighbors know his name the way he beat it out the frame (frame!) Surreal ride it like an 8-0-8, that sex good, he know it's great. (greeat!) I work them
Surreal:] I bet the neighbors know his name the way he beat it out the frame (frame!) Surreal ride it like an 8-0-8, that sex good, he know it's great
Johansson, she was with her man friend "Lost in Translation," number one smash hit (And now, introducing, Can-I-BUSSSSSS!) Yo, I'm in the game now, I ran "8
ramifications are awesome, what should we call it? Mortars I drive forward Sandstorms make my eyes water Skull is a submarine hull Dolphin phones screen
Through a term I'd like to call "Pulse Detonation Poetry" Industrialists, civilians women and children directly Military chiefs, aristocrats in buildings Membership is based off your raw intelligence 400 screen
I pulled my stick off her lip and bust a nut on her throat (eh eh, yeah) [Verse 13: Chamillionaire - imitating Big Pokey] Caddy popped off, full screen
We flossing they glossing, big bossing for life Nina Ross paid the cost, so I made her my wife I got them digital screens, in the back of the ride I got
you warm love, instead you showed me cold hate Hopin ya soul accompanies mine to the Gold Gate Remember when we scraped on the Handy-Cam 8 Skipped the silver screen
a well known fact but they won't admit it When they knock them boots they all know who did it [Chorus] [DMC] So sexy, and she's freaky [8X] Hit her
the Best Western She like the way that my '64 hop Drop the top Grab a rock Now she's givin' me top Non stop on the R-O-C Like the made me screen So I
Watchin' out for narcs in the fatigues And them markings on the cees Catch me with a bitch in Gucci Parkas and Capris With a set of full lips and bruise markings on her
at 9:15 When a message popped up on my screen It said, Pick me up at 8:45 And we can give it one more try And now that I'm with her The whole thing seems
a cure missions Who harden their hearts, to ward the weak, sick and ifflicted Candles lit, gamble with a bitch Who made me love her, when I touch her,
flat screen Took her income tax And I flipped it to a whole thing Yea I flipped to a whole thing Now it's on and poppin Luv to take her shoppin Keep her
NOW Aunt Jackie For Me (Ohh!) [x8] [Young B:] Yes Its Me Superstar B In da GT Maybe blue Ben Lee You can catch me On ya TV screen And my 7-80 songs
