t some more (Ho!!!) [P. Diddy] Baby, we'll leave your crotch out And peep the way we be blowin them spots out [Busta Rhymes] Come on, look how we got
(Ho!!!) [P. Diddy] Baby, we'll leave your crotch out And peep the way we be blowin them spots out [Busta Rhymes] Come on, look how we got 'em ready
these streets we gotta get ... the day she... we gonna pull out the fye, put out the fye! all right we gonna pull out the fye, and if you try we gonna
bein' untrue My love's concrete Thus you can't see through *BRIDGE #2* And when the rain clouds come 'Cuz we realistic, it ain's all fun We gon
s light gray And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go So I'm sittin' here right now man, it's June 3rd, 2:08 a.m. Nigga, I won
What if we get it while your friends was in the room Is that too much for ya ? Don't you feel bad, Let em feel sexy We can make a sex room wherever we
jump or spread my wings I know I've been wrong about these things I don't care if no one else believes I think that if you believe it then maybe we'll
want to sound redundant But I was wondering, if there was something that you want to know But never mind that, we should let it go Because we don't want
Oooh! I got a call today, from my job up the block It was my boss to say, you know we like you a lot But we dont need you J, you daydream too much,
letter 23 Now we're both laughing (Bitch) Maybe I'll blow you Whatever kind of kisses you want Because you've got so much in common With my big cock creator We
I'm about whatever man, fuck what they be talking about They opinion doesn't count, we the only thing that matters, oh So we do it how we do it All
Chi-town nigga with a Nas flow and my bitch and that new bebe follow so much head i woke up in sleepy hollow Can we get much higher (2nd verse
am ya lady and I betcha(betcha) betcha(betcha) betcha(bet you) I can love you betta(betta) betta(betta) betta ooo yeah verse 2. now that she's out the way for we
Evil E's his name If you can't see who's rockin' you must be blind You better clean your gazelles with some 409!!! Go Ice get busy (x2) Go Evil Get busy (X2
sound Dave's layin' down a groove that we know you'll like With The Glove on the turntables and Ice-T on the mic, we're Reckless Verse 5
I hadta listen to the pigs talk And if they speakin about us then its jumping off But I ain't sweatin' them at all 2 cops'll roll up and 2 cops'll fall
She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit As we walked over to here hoe continued to speak So we
.A. : my home We was out the feeling that hiphop be We couldn't connect to the New York streets So we took the bandanas and we tied 'em up Roll up in