Translation: Little Texas. Wings Of The Morning (Dynamik Duo Mix) *.
when I noticed niggaz still outside Hoody on with some shades like they tryna hide So I cocked the hammer then I walked to 'em No beef, just a friendly little
truth, Shane and them (Uh, uh) Thank God for the thugs too Drop the top and let the sunshine in With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin Get you a glass, mix
's what we call it Thank God for the thugs too Buddy Roe Drop the top and let the sunshine in With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin Get you a glass, mix
, y?all ?cause we don't fake And D Style come to feel your earthquake Socialize a little somethin? and you sweatin? my style Challenge your world, you wanna shell my mix
downtown Same faces every day but you don't know their names Party people going places on the D-Train {Stop that train, I wanna get off} Check it Trench coat wing
, say it again fuck you Love love to rock bottom beats for the flicks To hibernate and syncopate but I'm still in the mix One of the many young policin
guess they liked my style a lot, So they took a little nigga under the wing, Eventually I started slingin' white shit, No time for school 'cause the hours didn't mix
little friends To talk of other things Of shoes and ships and sealing wax Cabbages and kings And why the sea is boiling hot And whether pigs have wings
here for you baby, take it from me Keep doing this, man We could do that little bit ya like You know the one that keeps us up all night I'm a little
I wanna see you move Can you turn me up a little bit more Do you like it Huh My loneliness is killing me and I, I must confess i still believe, When
front of me} And I'm addicted to champagne Fuck the room we buy the hallway Bitches I Taylor Gang that They just wanna know where the planes at Take the little
, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin' spam sandwiches Sugar water and mayonnaise sandwich Share the room with 'bout four mo' brothers But one home for 'em and no mo' covers A little
we all feel a little bit weird Strange, how we all get a little bit. Strange, 'cause we're all just a little bit weird sometimes. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Went to a little get-together With some old friends Not much has changed Since the last time I saw them There's a chicken in uniform Wooden leg and a
had 'em given up thigh The baby boom was on I drop No more woodstock but now you got Mix-A-Lot So put me in your CD changer Watch your girl cause Mix
