all that or you drink till you don't even know where you are that then come along say Drugs, Dancin' everybody, hands in. break your neck to the beat when it slams in. Drugs, Dancin
My man Woo's up in here Yeah I'm 'bout to get my dance on I'ma let me see how I do my dance Yo Let them hear that shit [Woo] (Oh, you want me..?) My
s wrong One blink, he's gone/ (damn) (Chorus) Father Forgive us We gon take him to church Father Forgive us And it's the truth it hurts Father Forgive us
Wilding out frivolous, it's about ten of us Cats they envy us, wanna bust, either them or us What a rush when they make attempts to finish us Can't diminish us
the free way Game don't like it niggas need to get a key made Run this shit it ain't nothing but a relay It ain't nothing you can tell us Bout to roll
one can, you're my My Darling, cause I possess your soul, your mind, your heart and your body [Verse 3] "Shady, listen... "SHADY!", you hear that? They're screaming for you, I can
'm hearin' ya'll out there [50 Cent:] Nah you can steal my lines its OK Cause they heard me say it first And we can recycle it And if you can't afford
comin back at us while we jump in the ride Flyin, duckin, our bitches in the club cluckin Tellin my wife who I was dancin with like I was fuckin Flew
' us Hittin' em up in two-double-O-two I got dank, drank, bank, what you wanna do? Move out the way, you see us coming thru It aint a game, it's true (
rugs Til' I get something like a crowd of cats mumbling my words Show me some heart, let me tug (Slug: Give me a pound or a hug) Hear the sound like a drug
to be grown on your own Now deep down inside you're his little girl Gotta swallow his pride cause you're his little girl Wouldn't be so bad, if you only
against us and you all gonna flop When we reign, you gon' need more than a mop [All] 1 - Can't nobody do it like we do (What what what what what) Can
Girls dancin till your hairweaves fall out Double bout, ain't no stoppin us Hollywood (you can bite the dust) I'm here to force on stage to hear em shout
inside, you're his little girl Gotta swallow his pride 'cause you're his little girl Wouldn't be so bad if you only stripped But you don't do dancin'
like the bottom of the free way game don't like it niggas need to get a key made run this shit it aint nothing but a relay it ain't nothing you can tell us
town Real ballas fight for the rebound B-town to motherfuckin G-town Creep around everybody G'd out Can't see how you can dawg me out Make me out, take
ridahs them hataz aint touchin us. Hittin' em up in two-double-O-two, I got dank, drank, bank, what you wanna do? Move out the way, you see us coming
