I just want you close Where you can stay forever You can be sure That it will only get better You and me together Through the days and nights I don't
Reggae in the bathroom Reggae in the bedroom Reggae everywhere Reggae in jail, reggae in church Everybody likes it They tried to kill it Many years ago
Yes sir! You?re gonna do it like this I am an animal defjammable titanical high flammable Don?t .. me I live .. I?am eating ball I didn?t go to Hannibal
Yo J. Rob Gimme somethin that these niggaz can ride to Lift it up! (Ahhh) Lift it up Lift it up! (This goes for all the riders) Lift it up (out there
[Intro: Redman {unknown}] Ay what's good man? {What's good?} Yessir {Mm-hmm!} Love hip-hop baby {Love that music baby} Where all my peoples at out there
Uh, you know, it's times like this When we need change, nigga Yeah and if you really look at it Your life is like a movie And we all in the script playin
that's perfect for a gorilla I twist that motherfucker up and fire up the killer I put a lighter to the ass end and start smokin' Then pass it over to Reggie
~ [Verse 1] ~ Yo, crack the Remy Martin For niggas pumpin' weed by the mini-market Bring it when you see me park it I think big like Diddy office I fuck
eggie... Reggie! (Aowwww) Reggie... ladies and gentlemen We gon' do it like this INTRODUCING! Yo, ay, the brother with a haircut Rhymes, got your mind
don't belong up in here and shit (Aiyyo, five seconds) We gon' do it like this nigga This that syrup niggaz got lean on You wan' be like Reggie? Dream
I'm blessed I deliver well, that's why I'm up in the S UPS, through rain sleet or snow I never break down, my skin made of Goretex Heard Reggie went
I love hip-hop And me stoppin' any time? I think not Whip, the opposite of a hard top Summertime, my rhyme's in your droptop Yeah, the LP is Reggie
[Redman] Uhh, chka-yeah Chka-UHH, chka-yeah Ladies and gentlemen Saukrates! [Chorus 2X: Saukrates] Have you ever been so proud in your life You livin
the fuck was that? I don't know but it's on my top lip Don't crack jokes, and pop shit Just get it off my top lip Or Reggie, you can drop kid Oah okay
Sugarhill, Fatback, Run-D.M.C., EPMD Fat Boys, Redhead Kingpin, Cool C And my man Kurtis Blow, yo The battlefield, the synonym call it the wax The recording
Hey So much for bannin' the bomb The President's wife is carryin' a hand gun If you want blood sports for fun now They call me 'the hunter' better run
don't know what you're saying don't know what you're doing hope i didn't ruin this i'm sitting on my hands and i'm sitting on my hands and i should stand
Hide the children Don't make a sound sister Hide the children Don't make a sound sister Hide the children Don't make a sound sister Hide the children
