W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Throw Ya Hood Up Lyrics"
WHO WANTS AN UGLY GIRL? Lyrics
Do you think I'm ugly? No Baby, you are beautiful Swing low, sweet ugly girl AAAAAAHHHAOOOOOWOW! The boy across the aisle has his eye on me I open up my paper and I try to read I scan the personals from curiosity I wish my stop would come and it is then I see: "Who wants an ugly girl, so sweet and very sex
Do you think I'm ugly? No Baby, you are beautiful Swing low, sweet ugly girl AAAAAAHHHAOOOOOWOW! The boy across the aisle has his eye on me I open up my paper and I try to read I scan the personals from curiosity I wish my stop would come and it is then I see: "Who wants an ugly girl, so sweet and very sex
[Intro]
Yea . .
Turn the music up a little bit . . .
[*Nate Dogg in background] Dah-dah-daaah
Uh, yea
Lah-dah-daaah
A little bit louder . . right there
Dah-dah-daaah
[Nate Dogg] In the name of the streets
[Verse]
Click click bu ya! Dub kicked the frame in (uh huh)
Nigga let the games begin, as I standin'
Tossed the tall can on a campus off the limital
scanners takin' penitentiary chances
Sick wit it, off the ric wit it
Blue beenie knitted; freshly acquitted
Grind-grimey, the big body and the big body
Wit lyrics and 'draulics hotter than the Majave
Sellin', brubble bellin', career felon
Escalade 3-braid beer wearin'
Fuck i
Intro (Curtain Call: The Hits) Lyrics
[Footsteps and a belch are heared] WHOOOO!!! Hey, how you guys doin. You want more? Alright, then SHUT UP!!! Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo) Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo) Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo) Shoobeedoo Shoobee Snoobedeebeebop Girl (girl, girl, girl) Your My World (world, world world) Your My Girl (girl, girl girl)
t, I thug for free and thug to eat[Footsteps and a belch are heared] WHOOOO!!! Hey, how you guys doin. You want more? Alright, then SHUT UP!!! Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo) Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo) Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo) Shoobeedoo Shoobee Snoobedeebeebop Girl (girl, girl, girl) Your My World (world, world world) Your My Girl (girl, girl girl)
Niggas call me "Home of Cake" cause I love the cheese
Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya follow me
Let me see ya put them hands up like a robbery
I solemnly swear to stay down and slang the seed
I spit in the name of the streets
[Chorus: Nate Dogg + W.C.]
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' stay fly (I'm gonna stay fly)
I'm gonna bust (I'm gonna bust)
Hold my hood up high (throw my hood up high)
In the name of the streets
I'm gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
I'm gon' rich ride (I'm goin' rich ride)
I'm gonna ball (I'm gonna ball)
Hold my hood up high
In the name of the streets
[Verse]
This is for t
Simple Process of Elimination Lyrics
A call for penance Cracks in the hands of a stranger Rescue me to come back A call for deliverance Ghosts in the air that we breath Watching our every last word Whisper Whisper So what should I do About a boy Who won't listen Erase Erase us Erase this world A call for penance Cr
hem geniuzA call for penance Cracks in the hands of a stranger Rescue me to come back A call for deliverance Ghosts in the air that we breath Watching our every last word Whisper Whisper So what should I do About a boy Who won't listen Erase Erase us Erase this world A call for penance Cr
Da best is my East niazz
Both sides street niazz
This is for them DJ's coast to coast movin' this
Spin-ni-nin them turntables that bomp the Ruvian
Smashous, best trap us for cash and dump a blunt at ya's
Outta the mix-classes, this is for them riders, ridin' for the mims
Ghetto ass niazz on them big shiny rims (uh huh)
Thrashin', you're back at ya, bring a debassa'
Got dropping on your drastic, another hood classic
Dump the "Ghetto Heisman" singing "more cabbage"
A street niazz livin' on seek and kill status
Unlock the racked Def Jam cock it back
Recess is over, I want my spot back
Who's the next? I preceded to blow coming at 'em
Not What It Seems Lyrics
[Music: Weston/Smail] [Lyrics: Lawrence] You pretend to be my friend But you can't make that which isn't real You fill your mind with facts But you will never get the feel It's not quite right You're not what you seem One part false Two parts obscene Back stabbing hypocrite Won't let you scan
I'm in a mink coat and Spacey gat 'em[Music: Weston/Smail] [Lyrics: Lawrence] You pretend to be my friend But you can't make that which isn't real You fill your mind with facts But you will never get the feel It's not quite right You're not what you seem One part false Two parts obscene Back stabbing hypocrite Won't let you scan
You're lookin' at 'em
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Nate Dogg]
I told a woman I don't love her but she wants to go
I told another that I want her but she wants to hoe
I ain't a hater I'm a player so I fucked 'em both
In the name of the streets
[Outro]
[*Nate Dogg in background] Dah-dah-daaah
Yea . . .
Lah-dah-daaah
Dub-C . . .
Dah-dah-daaah
The "Ghetto Heisman" . . .
[Nate Dogg] In the name of the streets
Swangin' through a hood near you
[*over last line of outro] Dah-dah-daaah
Lah-dah-daaah
Dah-dah-daaah
[Nate Dogg] In the name of the streets