with a piranha The ballin' is no illusion Paper tall as a tower I'm paid hoe, I could change your life all in a hour I promise I see the city skyline from my shower
And she cried to me so I cried too And my stomach was soakin' wet, she only 5'2 And forty-eight hours was all before I showed up And brought a thousand
(uh-huh) Hoes of all complexions, I like cinnamon Mase you got some hoes well nigga, send em in (c'mon) What you waitin for, let the freak show begin
A sky full of lighters [Royce Da 5'9"] By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5
lastnight cold shower too now we sippin malibu ordered a nice plate of fruit and a ceasar salad too after that we gon go at it for bout an hour or two
L.A.X. around 6 I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks It's Friday night Two players in a black 5-0-0 Slidin' down the
way upstate Sheek Louch: After Taxes G-Unot on the plate (G-UNOT!) The crack is beige, the wine is aged The yak is strong, the barrel is long Sheek show
touch mine Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0 Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get rich Gold platinum and do some shows
't bite My raise the gross sales, like Mike and Ike My big brother almighty I keep a gamma ray, I'ma G-5 G Take a G-5 jeep, G-5 deep Too some of their
, niggaz ain't stoppin' me And we can't lose 'cuz Puff set us up properly Just won't settle for lesser, who wanna test us We be in the 5 with the goose
firends stuck up and she don't wanna mess up her hair and if you wanna f-ck, like I wanna f-ck put your muthaf-cking hands in the air I'm on 5 hour energy
real niggaz from frisco Back to my niggaz from get low the RBL my nigga cool nut 11/5 Bump this in yo seven ride get a show and bring you about seven
The KLF - Chill Out ------------------- By: Mario Moeller (moeller@mundil.cs.mu.oz.au) CHILL OUT - JAMS LP 5
Tamagotch IGI show anyboy in my face invadin my space ill bring it on sta, bring it on sta, WATCH! by the end of the hours on the clock i'll end your
in jail and me have to look back, Everytime Im in the showers, Are you mad? Ive got a number 1 to make, Cheques to receive that you wouldnt believe, T show
like that, so what ya askin' for? 4 to 5, you see, was my minimum And every day, I used to go and get with 'em One for every hour on the hour One on
that be awaking the shade and shadowed under towering trees admiring the seen, inhaling fumes of flowers that breathe. jet lagged eyes are begging for an hour
