to def in Moschino, coach bag Lookin half black and filipino fakin no jacks Got you a beeper to feel important Surrouding your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan
Ya wonder why the real ain't feelin ya, ya fraudin I masoned ya'll martin?margedem? O's together since HOV was named rotten charles jordan YEAAH I kept
I have your heart, like Jordan had Starks While you playin' hokey pokey, there's no time to be dokey 'Cuz I come out to play every night like Charles
def in my skeeno coach bag lookin half black and filipino fakin no jacks got you a beeper to feel important surrouding your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan
keep on paper chasin' servin' all these muthafucka's I'ma keep on ridin' ain't no way yall gonna ever touch us I'ma keep on chiefin', puffin' chokin' on that charlie
, rap niggaz are whisperers Choke on your own spit just as soon as you mention us Champagne corkes, kicked by Louis sportsin' Keep my hoes in pooch and Charles Jordan
I practice Karate like the boy Chuck Norris I'm Papa Bear I'm like "Who the hell dem eatin my porridge?" I'm still Ralph Lauren and I'm still Mike Jordan
I WON'T HAVE TO CROSS JORDAN ALONE (Thomas Ramsey - Charles E. Durham) « © '51 Writer Share, PD » When I come to the river at ending of
a satellite Never have to ask 'em twice do it for the fuck of it Anything pop a pill drink a lil suck a dick Who you wit fuck ya click stay in ya place Charlie
in the lake Do whatever it takes So many mistakes we make But we gone all get it right Once we down by the river side Chorus: (Montell Jordan:) Goin
Out tryin' to floss, better live what he taught you (montell jordan) Goin' down (t-bone) we goin' down to the river Take it to the river (montell jordan
it's that nigga that kick down doors And leave rooms filled with corpses, Jordan and bloody Air Forces To get my dough I come back like Air Jordan Same
Rest in peace" Clarence Elam, Charles Elam Omar Pitts, D. J. Threat Big Mellow, D. J. Screw Aunt Nettie "Rest in peace" Uncle Frank, Harold Guy Poetic, Gravediggaz Fred Jordan
your medallion We be wildin, lockin blocks down just like the island Dough pilin, we keeps it in the family like italians Ballin, cop some charles jordan
Fresh to Def in Moschino, coach bag Lookin' half black and Filipino, fakin' no jacks Got you a beeper to feel important Surroudin' your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan
I WON'T HAVE TO CROSS JORDAN ALONE Writer Thomas Ramsey and Charles E. Durham When I come to the river at ending of day When the last winds of sorrow
Yo, there ain't no place like home, place like home Ain't no place like home Uh, I feel like Dorothy so I tries it Kicks my heels but my Jordans wouldn