grind and click the bomb goes off with a grind and a click no flick of the switch but a knife to the wrist blows my mind every time
(Lil Jon) Yea! Yea! Yea! Check this out right
C?est un conte philosophique Base sur des faits historiques Depuis le jurassique, jusqu?aux suites les assedics Pour le pouvoir, le trafic Le sous-sol
Jolly roger in a pickup Has a packet on the horses He's a docker with a bucket - Just the ticket in a thicket. Silly sally isn't pally With the crackers
[Intro] Representin' E to di R. Represent to di worlddd With all these girls TRUCK BACK... boom! [Verse 1:] Gal ah sen text seh dem wah flex including
I thought we had a connection, I thought we had a good thing I thought I knew direction that we we're heading in And I know it is not healthy to sit and
It seems to be so obvious That you know what I don't Take me through this emptiness Where you can build a home Bleach the imperfections Plating them in
A'yo, uno, duexo, troiso, quatreo My clique eat like the 12 holy apostles And bust down models in flushed out tahoes Jewels froze look like we hit the lotto P89 my clique
wie jeder groA?e dichter und wie jeder kleine bA?rger muA? ich es auch mal sagen: die welt ist scheisse! und dann kommen in mir fragen auf, wie: wer nimmt
clique Plus we got the DA to the smahd in her clique Then we have the down town possee in her clique Peace to the hood 'cause ya down with her clique
I must be dreaming, live in a small world with dust over it I've got no feelings, wear thin shoes with glass under them Click off gone They made him
Please, Mom You ground me all the time I know that I was right All along And I'm hoping Remember I'm a kid I know not what I did Just having fun You
DJ Clue, Desert Storm, you know how we do things Right now, whach you 'bout to hear , whach you bout to witness F A B O L O U S, come on, my man Fabolous
I'm in the clique, I'm in the clique I'm really slick, I know every trick And I can get a chick, 'cause I'm in the clique. Get your greasy hands
Crowded gymnasiums No shortage of knockouts And the country dance sellathon Overworked spines All efforts considered Ooh, ooh But not before the prizes
Excuse me Mr. Apathy. The guillotine has dropped; another victim of you is what I see. The whole town eggs obnoxiously, forcing you out on a killing spree
Color Changin' Click.. (*gun shot*) The baddest click of all Northside blowing up, they can't stop us [Hook] I got the baddest click I know I told