calling out her name She whispers secrets in my ear I need her and all the things she gives She brings to me Sparks of passion Sparks of passion Sparks of passion
from a six-pack Now we put in together, we can all get that Huh? Puff forty the rocker, Shorty naughty with two squigs Three pulls then pass it back,
killed the first two guards They didn't hesitate Popped guard number three Because what difference does it make? Why leave a living witness? Drop of a hat these guys were rock
Rock] Yeah here we go as I shoot from the top of the key The Lost Boyz in the house with the Capital P Grab a chair relax and pass the Alize I'ma tell
from the six-pack Now we put in together, we can all get that Huh? Puff forty the rocker, Shorty naughty with two squigs Three pulls then pass it back
mattress And if the brain splatters, don't matter, that's what we practice Blast the rocket, knock off your leg Tear through your forearm Sit you in a chair
his bed Die 'cuz a nigga thought I snitched to the feds Die wit a knife six inches in my head I could die on death row, sentenced to the chair Or die '
both (Ha, ha) Puts an album out and rules for part of the year Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere It's the start of an era, rock
go as I shoot from the top of the key The lost boyz in the house with the capital p Grab a chair relax and pass the alize I'ma tell you a little somethin
both Puts an album out, and rules for part of the year Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder
I need a whole village to plumage yea The nigga is here the city is scared You got the throne then I think I need to sit in ya chair We could really get
do both Puts an album out, and rules for part of the year Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere It's the start of an era, rock rap's
brain splatters don't matter Thats what we practice [Beanie] Blast the rocket Knock off your leg Tear through your forearm Sit you in a chair make
bed Die cuz a nigga thought I snitched ta the feds Die wit a knife six inches in my head I could die on death row, sentenced to the chair Or die cuz a
Puts an album out and rules for part of the year then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder this
splatters don't matter Thats what we practice [Beanie] Blast the rocket Knock off your leg Tear through your forearm Sit you in a chair make your niggas
