Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
"Pussy M.F's Lyrics"
If It Changes Lyrics
Somebody wake me, there's a stranger lying next to me And what we did last night was it purely physical Or did we have some kind of chemistry Hold me, do I feel like your reality Or are we dreaming and do you see me for my true personality Pre-chorus: So come with me and we can find a way yeah Has lady luck and circumstance Brought us both here
Somebody wake me, there's a stranger lying next to me And what we did last night was it purely physical Or did we have some kind of chemistry Hold me, do I feel like your reality Or are we dreaming and do you see me for my true personality Pre-chorus: So come with me and we can find a way yeah Has lady luck and circumstance Brought us both here
[Chorus]4x
so you say you want it but
if you really want it you
gots to come and get it you
pussy mother fucker!
Verse 1:
i fight fire with fire
seekin rides with fire
totin k's and 9's
if you try to fuck nigga you dyin
its like cops and robbers
come and cop, ill rob ya
goin to shops sellin bags of weed
and dubbly blocks
x pops some bottles
he'll tell ya we got'em
just a million sheet rocks
and some of that baby powder
breaker breaker 1-9
dade county for lyin
if you drop a dime for testifyin
boy you dyin
fuck all you motherfuckers
bitches and undercovers
move forward
im goin over that and to ya brother
who gonna protect ya then
you best to chec
Kristina Lyrics
on the phone to saturday where did you go? ’cause the tequila from your kiss is still around and you’re down to remind me i know that you’re away but you’re not gone reeling inside she wants to call she can spin my motivation like a record off the wall don’t you try for anyone but yourself? you do for m
k it inon the phone to saturday where did you go? ’cause the tequila from your kiss is still around and you’re down to remind me i know that you’re away but you’re not gone reeling inside she wants to call she can spin my motivation like a record off the wall don’t you try for anyone but yourself? you do for m
sellin highs tye-dye
dont come back here again
you damn backstabber
i looked out for ya
you used to be my homie
till you put the cops on me
oh boy its ugly
you know i gots to cut ya
you try me locker sucker
so nigga mother fucker
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Verse 2:
im from a city
where they tote blocks, chop rocks
round spinnin wheels
and they'll steal ya car and
send it to the chop shop
50 slab,?????????????????
couple grams in my draws
we aint even in da club
and everybody tipsy dawg
down south dope winnin
ride i'll smoke wit'em
come i'd watch ya eye
ride by smoke niggas
call me mista toucan man
i'll buy a new tan ban
wit two k's in the palm of my
Be Proud Of Your Man Lyrics
Woman he love you can't you see so help him and love him all you can And if you love him then love him for what he is not for what he should be Woman be proud of your man Walk with him not on him talk to him not about him Help him don't hurt him be proud of your man Laugh with him not at him look at him not through him Face him don't disgrace him be proud of
handWoman he love you can't you see so help him and love him all you can And if you love him then love him for what he is not for what he should be Woman be proud of your man Walk with him not on him talk to him not about him Help him don't hurt him be proud of your man Laugh with him not at him look at him not through him Face him don't disgrace him be proud of
this show aint planned
where you stand is where you land
sprayin with either hand
we is a span like eagle's be land
like Peter Pan and ????????
rollin that reefer, holdin a lethal
bell and a piece in my pants
and when i see them people
im actually gassed and a jack stashed
in the mess with the cash
pumpin that ??????
and when you see me my pants matchin my brand
brand matchin the band
and the band matchin the benz homie
and when im creepin im sneakin
a bitch from France
so freaky, she's so freaky
she sleeps in the creeper
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Verse 3:
Hey fuck boy!
yeah you, where ya balls at
i'll put 50 cal right where ya draws at
and i'll kill all yall
make
Dutty Clap Lyrics
[S.A.S. - Mega] May been shifty, siz a little pickney Will he be that boy, dem on the strip, try and stick me He from Harlem, down to brixton you know We cop whips with kicks and pinstrip uno Who wanna test? Mr. Don Dada Who rough harder, so go fuck ya ma-ma See? Blow the track out, Jim's in the house now Man done shook out, gull the skin out ya
ya bald head look[S.A.S. - Mega] May been shifty, siz a little pickney Will he be that boy, dem on the strip, try and stick me He from Harlem, down to brixton you know We cop whips with kicks and pinstrip uno Who wanna test? Mr. Don Dada Who rough harder, so go fuck ya ma-ma See? Blow the track out, Jim's in the house now Man done shook out, gull the skin out ya
like a bowlin ball
i tried to tell'em, he aint understand
so i sprayed his whole crib
like the Orkin man
about this money and this damn powder
we in tha hood, we grind all the ten towers
y'all put his ass in a pine box
black suit, black tie wit da matchin socks
for playin wit my damn cake
i had yo ass layin still like some dead weight
What? WHAT!
on the grind for these mega-chips
flippin baked lays
and i aint talkin 'tata chips
NIGGA!
if he aint real then ya betta chill
if he aint got my damn money im gon kill bill!
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