in every single way But I can't imagine, just why you're here. You've got your foot in the door, babe. The look that's on your face says that you would rather move on
kid, you're makin' this so easy now. What the hell am I looking out for? I've never seen this far, before. This is it, I'm forgetting everything we
every single way But I can't imagine, just why you're here. You've got your foot in the door, babe. The look that's on your face says that you would rather move on
fo' whateva let's ride let's ride." [Krayzie] "These directions say we go to Tucson, Arizona. When we arrive we'll cop a place we can bunk, And meet
, well I feel glad all over Ooh mercy, hot-dang-dilly, it's so silly but I'm glad all over Well I'm tryin' to tell you I'm cookin' inside When we're
be holding is for your son's lunch pail I unveil the unreal, a done deal, you punks fail Shit, we go in on beats like y'all go in on two for one sales
the longest yard, whoops that's not the chorus Run it back, wrong song, yeah disreguard That whole statement I just made, what yard line we on? On 5 and
We crunk now (We crunk, we crunk, we crunk) Awww yeah! We crunk now (We crunk, we crunk, we crunk) We crunk now, we crunk now! (We crunk, we crunk, we
Yo, me and Spitball, we need a ride [Female] Wait, w-w-what? [Simon Sayz] We're stranded We're stranded on the Sunset Strip, we need a ride, what's up
try to turn your charm on Cause you just think you're Bishop the don one But if you think you're fucking with me, homie you're on one I'm cockin' my
I'm COMING, uh! You hear my footsteps I'm coming.. and I mean this brotha to brotha, man I hope you suckerz got your bags packed Cause if not you're gonna
been on the road now dang near all my life I do love to sing a song I can say I?ve worked hard, put in my time Now it?s time to go home And catch up on
Some a sell coke but the music we a sell We no inna doubt, we don't want no ambulance bell While other lyrics are full of our style we fill up our clientele
Pint: Dang, baby's fine Batman: And I can think of a hundred ways Half-Pint: 'Cause we on our worst behavior Romeo: Ya got that right (Whoo) Half-Pint: Dang
on back girl on bring it on back. (3x) Bring it on back girl i'll make it clap. Bring it on back girl on bring it on back. (3x) Bring it on back girl
) Yeah, this how we gon' do this (uhh, uhh, ooh!) [Ludacris] Yo, girl you taste like a Cinnabun So sweet from the thighs to the cheek Sex on the beach