, four calling birds Three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Eleven ladies dancing, ten
cracked open feel a slight wind I take my time as I ease into step ten Believe when my only reasons for this hon' is pleasin' Stickin' my keys in your ignition Ya screamin' eleven
Switch Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Come with us, come take the elevator Shift six billion feet beneath Where the Def Squad dwells Where your dreams and imaginations
In the mix! So bitches be lookin fly and I'll run in em With they toes and nails done, hair wrapped up with pins in em Fifty-four eleven Reebox bitch
come hotter than Treach, you bet about callin the cops Because (this type of funk you don't hear on the regular) Rock six seven eight nine ten (to eleven
, Young Zee) [Method Man] Uh, get ya stank on [Radio voice] WWKYA, WE'RE KICKIN YOUR ASS! [Mally G/Jamal] My receitals is worth ten titles I shit on
that Cause I get chills when you talk of hustlin' Gs So I'm always where the powder be at What it mean I can blow five bricks to ten in an hour if that
pretty little dum dum He says, he love you but he lies He says that you're the one one But that's eleven in his eyes Whatever happens from one through ten
Mini-Me with a bunch of little Mini-Yous Runnin around your backyard swimmin pools Over 80 million records sold And I ain't have to do it with ten or eleven
is frolic and play I swallow grenades, and take about a bottle a day Of Tylenol 3, and talk about how violent I'll be Give me eleven Excederin my head
Yes, people it's time to take the train To another place of positive elevated experience And existence, for this is a journey To a place where only the
is how we ride) Up and down, Eight (ride); 8 Mile, niggaz (ride) Up and down, Nine (ride); Oak Park, niggaz (riiiide) Up and down, Ten; up and down, Eleven
you! [Intro: Raekwon] Yeah, you know how it go Fresh from the stationary hall of justice Real rhyming, real movement, real life Word up, we just chilling, ten
body My first impression, he returned from a party He was just stagger, smellin' like Bacardi The dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties Pressed on the elevator
This nigga just bought eleven machine guns And he brought them in my crib Glittered out, stout face, teck, Rae up in the Hilton Heard Nia Long is in
were in profundant abundance On January second the Bush administration Announced a recession had stricken the Nation the highest quarterly Earnings in ten
to Pennsylvania Transportation Authority is what I'm probably on If I ain't whippin' a land throughout ya section My mind's in traum', nine times out of ten
run away and never come back Runaway love, runaway love Runaway love, runaway love Runaway love, runaway love Runaway love, runaway love Little Nicole is only ten