I'm gone wit it A chrome kitted, A foam pit in the back of it Phony tittie bitches come home with me, get the business I made bling bling, I'm like a
about a hot beat, a hot beat It's about a hot beat, a hot beat A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook Nobody gives
Music: Michael B. & di Lorenzo Lyrics: Michael B., di Lorenzo & Pete Smith CHORUS: as you had it. V1: Everyone - has a chance to live a life of
m lifted baby Your love is extasy Everytime I'm wit ya baby I relapse and I OD I'm addicted to you Keep coming back for more Never took a trip like this
sitting at the bar And there was a million drinks My eye would be on you You'd be my drink of choice, listen [Verse 1:] Girl I hit the bar, a quarter
ways from a far Want to know more about who you are Wishing time and again that I was your friend I'd show you I could be a star Hurt me everytime I
I've been waiting for all my life Has rendered my soul helpless Whether in bloom or a taste I consume My rose and a honeycomb (My rose and a honeycomb
a me gang Bang, gotta make that money, man It's still the same, steady runnin' thangs wild And follow me now, while I take ya up into a barrel of a
wonder if a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' in this world Where nobody don't give a damn but I'm still a man Got us all programmed
to organize here today, is more than just a gang of niggas. We tryin to organize more than just a posse of niggas. We tryin to organize a God damn army
thu-u-ugs, young thugs, my young thugs, young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs. [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone/Wish Bone] [Krayzie:] Standin' outside is a broken thug
't goin' to respect that And you can sniff a snitch a mile away Fuck him in his ass and feed him dick, a pound a day Chorus 2x You a sellout nigga Bow
?) Money or the life of a soldier sent to die in the war in a fight, that never should took place. Mary K-K-K used to be a great place (great place),
the jail house People all the judges wanna bust you The D.A. does the hey and he agrees the court fuckin up Hey, the redneck judge caught a boot A nigga like the Brad cuz a
ah purple heart; i'm a dick vertern one shot of this ya mans irrevelant. i call it swaet meat;it's hard like peppermint. i (?)by tomorrow; dick will pay the rent. ask everytime
let me (let me) take your breath Shawty let me take your breath (Verse 1) I been doing this pretty young thing wonder if she notice me (notice me) Everytime
Verse 1 I hate the mornings cause I know what they bring You get up and take a shower and in no time, you're leaving It sounds so selfish but I cant
dung a Buckingham Palace bare pretty gal a par and yuh know we a di baddest More fire bun di place wid a book a matches gal tek wuk from when mi a dig