Yeah, Blue Get to the floor (that's right) Step to the floor (you heard) Get to the floor (get to the floor) Get to the floor Just Dance First grab a
the, remix - Bad Boy baby, yeah [Chorus] [P. Diddy over Chorus] This, is, the, remix - Bad Boy baby 2001, The Saga Continues [P. Diddy] The Saga Continues, yeah
' Lexus You must be on that dust wanna come test us My fam is monsters like my name Fester's One deep but yo I got eighteen guns Thirty-six clips, two
hey dude you want me to start, like, four bars up in this shit (yeah, nigga, what, you got dick on your mind or something?) aw nigga fuck you [Riddlore
keep you in the back of my thoughts like a bill that's six months overdue, 'Cause the night, It don't fall fast enough to cover up this blue. And if I
a spliff, nobody cares on the graveyard shift. Buc-wuci-wuci-wooci-woo. Buc-buc-buc-buci-buccooocc! Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift. (Yeah!) Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift. (Yeah
Yeah!Yeah!Yeah! Shit ain't never gonna stop Ya know I mean Everyday, All day Soldiers on the battle field [Verse 1] From the cradle to the block, it
you but my pride won't let it get the best of meeeeeeeeeee! Best of meeeeeeeeeeeee! Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah! [Verse 4: Jadakiss] EH-HAAAAAH! Uh, yeah,
spoiled My favorite colour's blue, I'm like the number two Meanin' that I like to have my cake 'n eat it too She said, "Do you want a drink Nicky baby?" -"Yeah
a Sunday night Neighborhood superstars, cars, and broads Everybody wan' fuck a Hot Boy Mercedes trucks Lexus trucks Cadillac trucks All the best for your buck Six
blue and cold Ain't good for nothin' But put a man six feet in the hole It's the Saturday Night Special Got a barrel that's so blue and cold Ain
spacebars and quasars Pharoahs locked the game, no shame, we hate y'all [Vinnie Paz] Yeah! Raw muthafuckin rap! Hardcore shit! Ninety four shit Shoot the fuckin place up, yeah
I met love, love left me blue You're rising like a sun That pulled the curtain on the night Coming through the window To brighten up my life And I'm all right, yeah
(feat. AZ) Yeah yeah Word up (Yeah son) Yeah yo how this goin down nine-six How we livin son (exoticness) Nine-six exoticness (representin?) Know what
[Verse 1] One, two, three, four, Fizzo came through and I'm blazin out the door Hold five to six hoes Causin frenzies round the globe And my belly stay
could see Look at that ? where your eyes could see ('Cause you the Number 1 Stunna) Come fly with me [Baby] Nigga I fly past a bitch in a dip back six
(feat. Butch Cassidy, Don Cisco, Nino Brown, Russell Lee, Mr. Kee) [Mr. Kee:] Yeah Hustler's theme Worldwide Come on [Hook: Mr. Kee] All money ain'
(flannel) Cookin' them chickens put me on tha Food Channel (Channel) (Yeah) Roll with tha pimps oh nah I'm not a balla (balla) Sell up on those cities like a blue
