lose control and scream and shout Get your boogie down and work it out Everybody's out, party's going on And we're gonna rock until the sunlight crash and
when i heard was call puff, cos him and Mike tried to stop the beef between us, who was us? Me and fifty, that beef is dead, him and Mike Jackson gonna
spot 200 glocks and 100 men Droppin' More shells than run and 'em Actin' bad, smash a nigga stash and mash Snatch the bag, bust him in his ass and dash
fuck with Now I know the promoters I'm in with the musket Pound of the haze and a box of Dutches High to the cottonmouth Paranoid, make the wrong move bitch and
drippin', I'm drippin', ...all the boys tryin' to get this pop, Baby I'm drippin', I'm, I'm drippin', I'm drippin'. 'cause the ...in my ...and I'm tippin
get hit, we don't even wince! ..entourage and I don't mean Vince, Purple label and purple Porsche... I look into the sky life, my life And I zip my
me, boys If I should die at sea, boys Write a little note, boys Set it off afloat, saying Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Village and
throws you She's ferocious And she knows just What it takes to make a pro blush All the boys think she's a spy She's got bette davis eyes And she'll
the bogs And frightening all the dogs on the rocky road to dublin One two three four five, hunt the hare and turn him Down the rocky road, and all the
'Cause baby, it's on the rocks Your luvin's like a car crash You're gone and I got whiplash You're a stain I can't get out I tried to bleach and I tried
But it's you who dies Surprise, surprise Baby doll I'll kick the boys and make them fall Baby doll I'll kick the boys and make them fall Sugar and razor
Spinal Spinning Spiral Splitter And the Corkscrew Cock Cruncher Plus, the Fat Fuckin' Bitch Backslapper And not forgetting The One Finger Ringer So, until next time boys and
Ed Sullivan Show, ladies & gentlemen Here we go... come on, Theodore, Toney... [Hook: Ghostface Killah] This one's for the boys and the girls on the
in the wide body Blazer [Coolio] I shot dice with a preacher and drank yak with a pastor, So I see myself and I know, my own Lord and master, When your
no forgetting money and straight hustle fake muscles get you a off day denim shirt be from All Saints sleeves rolled I'm in beastmode don't get your boys spent 30 and
up Bounced upstairs and got strapped up I love that drama shit I'm all gassed up I lit that kush up and got doughed up And thought about all the foul
Bacardi Dark And when it kicks in you can hardly talk And by the sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf And
s pie We love to cut you down to size, we love dirty laundry We can do "The Innuendo," we can dance and sing When it's said and done we haven't told