done it From Riverhead to C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch {Niggaz} comin through will not stand a chance From Roosevelt to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale Comin deep from the depths of hell
it From Riverhead to C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch {Niggaz} comin through will not stand a chance From Roosevelt to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale Comin deep from the depths of hell
nothin' but momma always gave us love Lost queen, from pain from a youngster Shot six times in the back by the dumpster Be cautious when ya step, but don't step
you at loco? You broke my fuckin' heart) I said baby, yeah, I need you to step on out my car (Step on out my car don't forget your panties and your bra
your magazine, god'll intervene Can't front on this hip hop phenomenon from Queens, uh [DJ Enuff] As we keep it movin, brand new flavor We call this one Hello
walkman talkin to myself over instrumental cassettes the essential steps of having graphic, telepathic mental sex Mind fuck me or get the hell off
Okay everybody, step up to this) (Sing my song, step up to this) (Sing my song, step up to this) (Sing my song, step up to this) Yo Stud, bust it Step
somewhere far away from here "Crimes" One...two...three Four...five...six Seven...eight...nine Nine...nine...nine Ten...ten...ten...ten "The Nurse Who Loved Me" Say hello
text The spirit was free and had fled from its nest It was eager to grow from this sudden reprieve And thus in the woman a life was conceived From the
fled from its nest It was eager to grow from this sudden reprieve And thus in the woman a life was conceived From the beginning the world was misled As
Benz, kid of Asian brown Every night she would front and try to flex on the X For no reason, with that diamond and stud shit With two other girls, on
wave your hands from side to side) lalalalla (eh, oh, eh) lalalala lalala (It's only, only, only own) lalala-lalala-lala (... here, come on) [Master Gee] One, two, three, four. Step
Two: Lil' Shanice] You know me, Chanel popper boots, sweater to match A house by the lake with this cheddar from raps You see I need respect from the
he plotted the coordinance Two thousand three rental tie upper west side more or less This thing be buggin like a celly frontin Now who the hell is honey
burn your magazine, god'll intervene Can't front on this hip hop phenomenon from Queens, uh [DJ Enuff] As we keep it movin, brand new flavor We call this one Hello
of asian brown Every night she would front and try to flex on the X For no reason, with that diamond and stud shit With two other girls, on that glamour
