yeah, he like go head Owens yeah Bet I'd put a n**** on his *** Squlou and Big Whop make show he don't last And young Wayne do song about the story With
slippin'on the floor mirrors and walls are sweatin',shortie in my ear says shes got a thong on and I love how she moves anytime the songs on. I like that
-F-A-O) Well I'm Redfoo and I'm Sky Blu and we brought some friends along (Shake that) Young Boss, Kevin Rudolf, and Pitbull, they gon' help you sing this song
That's how it is when you got a down little chick on ya team I might wake you up in the morning and cook for you If you having problem with a song I
they drew me some money Hiding the truth far from me I asked the cool firelight Tell me what I should believe They gave me a song and they gave me a
got the medicine/ Sippin' a little bit of Patron, let me help you in the zone/ Put some Thug music on, something like this, something like a Bone song
calls from the request line Caller number one Ay, man, what's up? This Dominique from shady Oaks Trailer Park What's up Dominique? I wanna hear that song
number one..... [Caller:] Ay,..man...whats up. This Dominique from shay lil' shack bar. [Petey Pablo:] Whats up Dominique. [Caller:] I wanna hear that song
calls from the request line, caller number 1 Hey man ,what's up, this Dominque from shade-n-low trailer park What's up Dominque I wanna hear that song
', same cryin' and sobbin' Same song and dance Same diggin' and pleadin', same yellin' and bleedin' Same song and dance Yeah, same song and dance I know, same song
other's eyes: you know we are the ones Racism is a cloud that blocks us from the sun. One brother speaks in African, one sings Jamaican songs, Both of
thicker thighs, smokin on a blunt of lies Tradin in a badge for a sash sayin sucker hi Lookin at her son now, probably make a mother cry Should of listened to that song
flowin', my part of the song It's goin', it's goin', it's gone Now, go get your dictionary and your Pictionary 'Cause much affliction with my diction friction slips and carries Words and hers
in the city, I say Plan up your family, ha-high, me say Plan up your family, ha-high You know, I got to add this last piece to the song So no one gets
song ill come sing it i sleep on a matress sprinkled with rose pedals and when the royalty check comes, betta bring it mr masoose come and rub me down gently mom hers
live is to suffer but you're still my son And there will be a time when you shine as bright as the stars But there won't be a his or hers, just ours
her anything Well the drifter, he holds on to his youth Just like it was money in the bank And Lord knows I can?t change sounds better in the song Than
