Nothing to do in the city Can't get nothing to eat it's only 2am All the girls they look in the body They don't know nothing and I gotta get out Get
Since she's gone, she's gone and left me crying I'm a sucker for this game, she's running all over town with her cheating and her lying Now I'm sitting
the weeks at end tonight's the night well it's the weekend so come on alright party party party party for a good time stand in no line for the best
[1st Verse] You gotta walk that walk You gotta talk that talk You gotta be that girl In the toughened world Come , now cut me so fast [Chorus] Pirate
I've been waiting on you I've got the feeling that's right And by the look on your face, everything's in place I'm gonna meet you tonight, I'm gonna
Running around,stop fussing you, Everybody's talking,nobody's walking, Hanging around and around, So come on, come on Come on, come on I don't know
Flyin high in the sky I got my ripped soul baby Goin down on you, goin down on you Xray vision Seein right on thru And there ain't nothin that your god
much . " She says , " Well , I'm gonna go uptown . Ready or not ! " And she did her ,ew And she showed me what she got [Chorus] Show me what you got [x6
[Baby D] ATL all over the world [Hook] Let me hear you say aight then my folk you say it, aight then my folk [x4] aight then my folk [x6] [Baby D]
barre C'est Hauts-de-Seine parasite Haschisch sans paraffine 9.2.I. apparatchik (apparatchizi) Flow en titane pour twenty ten Le crane dur, meme apres 5 ou 6
yeah) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (word) Now who's this nigga in the 4.6? About twenty to five, got a truck
N Go Dre came to wax you so, just call me Mop N Glow Many tried to, but just can't rock with I'm 6-1, two-twenty-five, a pure chocolate Your chances of
, ATL and Milwaukee [Hook x2] [E.S.G.:] When I'm in D-Town, we make the block bleed What's up Big B, what's up Greg Street Troy D, Dolby D, Billy B,
can, I'd learn to stay a sleep, and chase comfort from the start, And place diamonds in my tears so Lindsay couldn't break My heart, I'd trade lust for
clothes, we got our own [Frayser Boy] When you see me flickin by, I got you boys hot Hit the D&D and flick on the lot Sittin on some twenty-twos, and
(feat. Shawty Lo of D4L) [Gucci Mane: talking] I got trap money dawg, Real talk, real spit like, I aint even gotta rap. I'm good nigga, I make hits
6'n the morning' police at my door Fresh adidas squerk across the bathroom floor Out the back window I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab
