I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Boogie
Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Yes, I felt so good. Boogie, children! Boogie
I'm a let a nigga know You know what I'm sayin', just right off the bat I gives a fuck about no nigga Don't be no corvie ass nigga I'm tryin' to tell
from morningside He go by bubba and he hit dat dance wit thunder I aint from dallas but I d-town boogie I show my moves off and everybody tryna do me I
Testing 1, 2, 3 Testing 1, 2, 3 Check this out, listen to me, listen Life is tricky I'm picky baby, but I just spotted you Doin' your thing, g-string
muthafucker I'm a bad muthafucker I'm a bad muthafucker I'm a bad muthafucker You think you bad You really think you bad Well, I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad I
I'm very chaste And I'm so alone, so all alone Sure all men are beasts Hey, look, I'll sit here quietly and I'll stare at my feet I don't blame you
pop, I will bat your man, Now go tell her short stop Okay bitch, you do the wop Well bitch, I do the guap Okay man, you do the drop Well man, I do the
? I'm, I'm gonna ride this car I'm gonna tell you a story, let me tell you something Yo, uh, I rock baguettes with hoodies, it's like extra goodie I
my father Dove love, R.I.P. on his early departure I'm just merely an author, but I'm purely a baller Every Friday, across the street, and I creep with
the cut and I'm burnin' somethin' Booties dancin' 'round a and I'm killin' one Killin' one from the top of the stash and I'm feelin' bun's Plus I'm
my hands betewwn the legs And I felt the bozack(!) As big as mine (YO!) This bitch must be craze So I threw my suit on And I was Swayze 'Cause I'm the
? The way I maneuv I could slip a Uzi in school I been a raw dog since I brought me an eighth And can't nobody hold me down like I'm Puffy and Mase Aiyyo
stay flizz I got a date at eight, I'm in a seven forty 'fizz I've And I just bought a bike so I can ride til' I die With a matchin' jacket 'bout to
personal scar in your chest like a tattoo Seis'll clap you, put your dick in the dirt Click at a herb when I spit a clip and rip through your shirt I'm
Boyfriend sittin' at the bar next door" Right there, shorty damn near touchin' my nose I don't know how she gon' do it but I'm ready to go Club hot, but I
less about what i'm saying So i'll pray for you when i start praying I'm a sinner, you're a sinner Get off the bandwagon and repent your sins I don't