Two thousand and two Lookin' like a tennis player Representin' the Wu You gangsta nigga? Two thousand and two You? You isn't Representin' the motherfuckin
One of these days, and it won't be long (It won't be long now) One of these days, and it won't be long (You bound to come up) One of these days, and
Yo, yeah Don't erase none of that good shit in the beginnin' Yo, spill drinks on ya, get stank on ya Yo, yo, Pinky ring shit, yo That Pinky ring shit
{"It's true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous!"} Uh-huh, Mr. Bigs, Track Masters It's a Wu-Tang official right here you know Yeah, the
Light is shinin', beauty sunshine Here comes one-time, the ball was so fine Heat is blazin', the kids were playin' His partner was Shady, tryin' to slave
Yo, yeah, don't erase none of that good shit in the beginnin' Yo, spill drinks on ya, get stank on ya Yo, yo, pinky ring shit, yo That pinky ring shit
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Wu Tang, nigga, that's what's up Wu Tang, nigga, that's what's up Eh, eh, eh Wu Tang, nigga, that's what's up Wu Tang, nigga, that'
What that nigga want God? Word up, look out for the cops (Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage
"You will be punished (Wu-Tang style) For all your evil deeds (Wu-Tang style) Be warned, you will suffer (Wu-Tang style) Justice" (Wu-Tang style) Slept
1, 2, 1, 2, yo, check this out It's the jump off right now I want everybody to put your work down, put your guns down An' report to the pit, the gravel
All you hoes, be cryin' for these bitches All you niggaz, be cryin' for these hoes Both hands clusty, pullin' out gats Double barreled, blew off the
Oh you man, oh you man Murder one of y'all niggaz Oh you man, oh you man Get to hurtin' one of y'all niggaz Oh you man, oh you man Bitches, snatch the
Schwung gepflegt im Separee Mit Champagner ein Couple Nur deine Leidenschaft Der Leib Die Glut Die Kraft I kiss your lips I hold you tight Your body
(When You Dance)
It's true, yes, it's true I'm as guilty of the sin as you I lived through it too As you can see it didn't hurt me You must admit, you helped a bit It
All right! It's zee Wango, zee Tango 1-2-3-4 Come on boys Time to Wango My baby she like to rock My baby she like to roll My baby she can dance all
Tanga Tiki (Eddie Lund) Aue tangni [pronounced "tanga"] tagni tikake aue Aue tagni tagni tikake aue Tagni tikake au Taku vahine Tera tei raro tonga
Another familiar type of lovesong is the passionate or firy variety, usually in tango tempo, in which the singer exhorts his partner to haunt him and