U really got me want fuckin Lil mama wat it gon take to get summa dat 12 play U really got me want touchin U really got me want fuckin Lil mama wat it
dougie My dougie She say she like My dougie, I'm fresh My dougie, I'm fresh My dougie, I'm fresh YEP! flya then a muhfucka [Lil Wil:] Walk up on the
my shoes to get no ??? dont want no bitch to touch my neck ill tear this club up, if i feel some disrespect i just wanna find a chick cuzz lil will then
G's get jiggy with it but not even dem Can't be stoppin' streets hot cause We stright up nine poppin fuck what the police Heard cause me and Lil wil Is
: I liked 'em so much that I used some of 'em for this song right here But I'm a get you writer's, baby Hey where do I begin? At a loss for words but
: [Lil' Rob] Hey what's up baby Yeah, they call me Lil' Rob Yeah, that's me Kicking back with my homeboy Royal T And my homeboy Yogi You know what I
: My reality is bigger than you dreams are Got your dream girl ridin in your dream car She wants me, she wants me Plus I got it all bitch tell me what
[Verse 1:] When I step off in duh club, Niggahs give me daps n hugs, Hos winkin dey eye I kno one thing they wanna fuck, Im looking like cubian smokin
Still smiling from yesterday I just woke up and the first thought on my brain Is you and now I can't wait to see your lovely face I would do whatever
Today I might just ride around And maybe go a thousand miles Cause there's no one in my ear, There's no one in my head No one waiting in my bed, tonight
Take your kids to your mama's house Sure know what I'm talkin bout, it's about to go down! [Chorus] [Verse Four: Lil' Kim] Aight aight, I admit I'm
-huh) Get off your feet, do it for yourself (Let's do it) I can't stick around with shady feelings (Lil' Kim, Queen Bee, 3LW) [Verse 4: Lil' Kim] Jackpot
[Lil' Rob] Hey what's up baby Yeah, they call me Lil' Rob Yeah, that's me Kicking back with my homeboy Royal T And my homeboy Yogi You know what I mean
I liked 'em so much that I used some of 'em for this song right here But I'm a get you writer's, baby Hey where do I begin? At a loss for words but so
Sexy as you wanna be, you're sexier than any girl that i have ever seen. i just be starin when you walkin through the hood, cause you been lookin so
(feat. Lil' Matt, Yungstar, Fat Pat, Lil' Will, Hawk) [Chorus: Fat Pat] Wanna be a - baller, shot caller Twenty inch blades -- on the Impala A caller
My reality is bigger than you dreams are Got your dream girl ridin in your dream car She wants me, she wants me Plus I got it all bitch tell me what
