get there 1-I'll see you when you get there If you ever get there, see you when you get there I'll see you when you get there if you ever get there
I be talkin' mad trash tryin' to get 'em to laugh See, if I click and drag long enough, I'll get the ass Bring it bag to the lab on Mount Prospect Ave
'd like to introduce you all to Cocaine, cocaine UGK, UGK bitch, my man Bun B Cocaine, cocaine Pimp C in the house y'all put your hands together Big
to whenever you need to I'll be the bridge you can use to whenever you need to Get over problems in your way and I will pick you up Over mountains high together
There's a place out west where the Powder River runs off the Big Horn Mountains And winds it's way out across the plains It's a land of red walls blue
Rest Of My Days. Its Those Lazy Days And The Hazy DaysAnd The Days We Get Stoned For Just Days And Days. Its Amazing When We Get To Live This Way, Like
you get there I'll C U when U get there If you ever get there C U when U get there I'll C U when U get there If you ever get there C U when U get there
Save a mountain for me It sounds like a choir when the chaingangs shout Save a mountain for me Save a mountain for when I get out I need a mountain Save
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis) Me an' RJ an' the kids was on a camp-out in the mountains, and we had us one'a them U-Drive-'Em Army Jeep cars
weapon you've got Oh, I am the brainchild, I am the mortar With a plastic trophy and an eating disorder And a vision as big as a great big wall And
ashtrays. get rid of some of that inner tension. quit the comedy group! get your own group together. heavy! like grand funk, or black sabbath. Good
get going I gotta get going I gotta ease on, get on down the road Get going I gotta get going I gotta get going I gotta ease on, get on down the road
I became a thin blue flame Polished on a mountain range And over hills and fields I flew Wrapped up in a royal blue I flew over Royal City last night
in Avondale or Brigus might have been fine, We was hungry as sin but we never stopped in Nor took any time to park us, We all of us knew that we must get
kick its little ass Get over it Get over it All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit Get over it, get over it Get over it Get over
low Almost near my knees And every where you go you almost always get this beef 'cause im a ghetto kid So i love ghetto chicks And if we get together
known that I was bad to the bone But weak rappers and a lack of promotion Made the job hard, I had to throw some Weak lyrics together, just to get paid
midst of the calm, the witty [Method Man] Yo yo get the fuck up Yo yeah I said it, get the fuck up Walk through Shaolin after dark, you get stuck up