Dan Tanner That's plenty of bricks, that's plenty of chips There's plenty of fine groupies, there's plenty of chicks Like dominatrix chicks, there's
together Here's the plan together, here's the gun together, let's run together Soldier mind crime nigga, bitch-down live nigga 8-Off's gonna hit 'em
Yeah smack it squeeze it touch it tease it Go ahead get up on it dont be scared get up on it take it up your jeans get up on it baby make me get up on it
It's a different way with me Chorus: Midnight Fireside Blazing bright This candle's burning 4 u Moonlight It's late at night It's cold outside This candle's
's dinner Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' of winter Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, that's wood grain What you ain't know, this
get with that baby now there's no way i can let... let U get past me now baby i've scoped U girl now you're mine it's time to let, let U shine all night
heard Petey Pablo is off the heeze what's wrong with u baby girl, ima aim to please it's goin down, if u acting clean it's goin down (uh) She wants hers
ya Put n-ggas to sleep like a muthaf-ckin? downer Imma Great White, yous a flounder Fish and a b-tch I tuna eveything around ya U-Haul Gudda, moving everything around ya It?s
back and we packin on all who flex-un Like Redrum, it's bloody and ugly, who want some? Now put your middle fingers up until it's all done (it's all done
's, and why's How to cross T's, how to dot I's Little did he know he created a Monster! PITBULL Nigga, I'm that Monster! DB, them Chico's is Monsters
b Luverz ?n Friendz [make sho' y0u ryqhT, oh beFore y0u choose] [piTbuLL] i donT wanna b your Luver i Juzz wanna b your Friend wiT beneFiTz [beneFiTz
life And now u gone And I realize Ain't that the way it goes Same old story Now I know Heard this one b4 But never got it Til u let me go In my mind
more for us to talk about Like Unk said take 2-Steps towards the door and just walk it out [Chorus] [Verse 2] Gave Bun B a little groupie love, you
That's plenty of bricks, that's plenty of chips There's plenty of fine groupies, there's plenty of chicks Like dominatrix chicks, there's plenty of whips
Chong Ching Chong Ching Chong Air Fingering! Staple! Pretend to be a U2 Fan! [Jon Lajoie - As A U2 fan] I love how every song sounds the same! [Jon
on a hundred G's (How B?) Movin' these fuckin' kees (Where B?) Run em' in that U.P.T. (And who gone run em?) Tha brotha and my B.G. [B.G.] You gotta
greed, envy lust and jealousy You can't control the speed it breaks you down like disease You envy your opressor and that's the sickness of a slave That