found Round and round we go. Round and round we go. Round and round and round and round and round and round we go. Round and round, round and round, Round and round
-g-get to it Go for it Get to it Ooh, round and round Ooh, round and round, round and round Ooh ooh, round and round Round and round, round and round
prince or a rap lord I even write my rhymes on a blackboard To get specific, and probably make you understand What makes the 808 plan It's simple, I'm a round
And you know I'm Cute All The ladies say! I'm Cute I'm Cute I'm Cute And you know I'm Cute All The ladies say! I'm Cute I'm Cute I'm Cute And
on leather and wood And the hood is all I know, patrol and circle the block Off the curb and niggaz swerve, serve a smoker a rock And I'm hot like fish grease and
get a place, she drop the bomb on me It's up and down and up and down gracefully Rick James would've said She a Brick House But Fifty you should go home and
that lose I'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags And a conversation over shrimp and lobster And
out and get the message It won't even be a war, no beef no more Get the message, come out and get my message [50 Cent:] I was a itty-bitty nigga when Prince
from the guns and noise I'm astounded by your beauty, your style and poise [9th Prince:] Aiyo, summertime with a sexy ass waistline Round like a dime
, you know who I run with [Outro: 9th Prince] The 9th Prince, yeah, the 9th Prince The 9th Prince, the 9th Prince
him to the crowd On my way Uptown in my '95 Millenium Seen Killa Sin and 'em, let niggas sound feminine Remember 9th Prince ill forever, I get up in '
in the whole round world (in the whole round world) Say in the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld, ha (In the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld) yes, yo, yo In the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld, yes In the whole round
In her own sweet world Populated by dolls and clowns And a prince and a big purple bear Lives my favorite girl. Unaware of the worried frowns That we
the cops and get found in the lot Everybody come in town when you're hot Nobody comes around when you're not Always keep the round in the crouch Whenever me and
not often I lose Who's the next king to walk in my shoes The prince of New York, that's an awkward dude His walk and talk is so smooth Vegas be the talk