they say flocka trippin shawty on dat other shit i keep the croud jumpin like a criss cross bitch i aint gonna cross over that A rap nigga move over they
You snake, you crawl between my legs Said want it all it's yours you bet I'll make you queen of everything No need for God, no need for Him Just take
I wanna see you move your body like a snake, yeah Hey yo can y'all hear me out there alright Now this is what I wanna see I wanna see all of the ladies
I said count the days Don't hold your breath Chikitee check 2012 The perpetrator never knew Never properly represent the struggle The boy in the bubble
Cut out the hearts of the children Watch their life's blood slowly fade away Drain of every ounce of power And lead every one of them astray [Chorus
(Mad Child & Rattlesnake Jones) (Chorus x2) We want you, to take a good look at what we do Not the type that you can see right through Cause you never
I wanna see you move your body like a snake Eh yo, can y'all hear me out there? Aight Now this is what I wanna see I wanna see all of the ladies line
Yeah, focus pocus, skiggedy-skat It ain't nuttin' but me, that nigga E-40 Finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of this This G A M E man some of
Little serpent girl hanging from a tree Beast of temptation sent here to destroy me You're loveless You're lustful This lonely mans wet dream But when
The truth is out, I can see your heavy breathing The lights are down and you're moving out in the dark So kiss my face, commit yourself to treason Now
JESUS IS KNOCKIN' ON THE DOOR OF YOUR HEART TODAY DROPPING RATTLESNAKES IN THE PLAYGROUND ARE WE EVIL ARE WE GOOD (MATTHEW 18:6) DROPPING RATTLESNAKES
I love my baby like a bull dog loves his bone Last night she got crazy, called me up on the phone Said, "Come on over, daddy 'Cause I hates drinkin' alone
Daddy was a dirty fighting man He walked tall with his money in his shoe With a left and a right And a sonny say goodnight Eyes were a cold steel
Somebody better shake you Somebody better turn your head around I'm scratching like a wild cat I'm spittin' fire on the ground You got my venom runnin
Ooh, snakeskin cowboys Who the hell you think you are You?re dancin? around with your high-heeled boots Don?t think that should get you far Just hangin
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Mr. Ten Dollar man Let me tell where you're bound Drink your green liqour, Lord You'll roll to the ground But you come around here With your money in
This is the story of the history of night From the beginnin' it has never seen the light It takes a while to never understand And holds the gift of darkness
