cola Girl, when I send for ya, bring friends, wontcha? I'm from the '80s, N.Y.C., 5 percent of culture Breeze through with that old school blue [Incomprehensible
blue fat laces nigga Me and the homie's all on paper chase nigga Kurupt Young Gotti, 6-4-4-5 me [Unverified] pistol cocker, cocked and blast Start shootin' like John
[Intro: Lil' John talking] "Yeeeeah! (Yeeeeah!) It's been a long journey getting' to this motherfuckin' point of this Crunk Juice shit. (What?!) But we
gettin' outside yourself, boy You're gettin' outside yourself Well, I scrapes the neighborhoods lookin' for odd jobs It's hard livin' like God in a world full of Bobs John
to 5's dance with pride This is the USA, great to be alive Great watch the videos with them big ol' thighs Brown and blue-green and hazel eyes All directed
!) You cut em will bust em (My Nigga!) Take them niggas heads off! [Billy Danze] All day nigga, Broadway Your man Bill Danze back on the highway 9-5
have the 12, sir?" Blue Guy: "No!" Grover: "Then please be quiet. 13! ... 14! ... 15! ... (Blue Guy is muttering under his breath) 16! .." Blue
breathe where we movin with this top down in the front vallet don't front what you want we gon do it my way so [Chorus 2x] [Benzino]: Navy blue with Sean John
bitch give her back, take your bitch again That's because you throw a 5, I pitch a 10 Now she wanna get inside of my '66 She see that my wrist is blue
's a good thing So everyone it's time to come and claim your share It's time to re-iron your hair It's time to relearn Scarborough Fayre And in 5
took a hit on the wildside (Chorus) Ron had enough of being broke every day saying to himself. There's gotta be a better way cause 9 to 5 wasn't worth
icon his son had an MB5 Shan was the man on the rap tip, Marley on the beats Big Wag on the crack tip, shit was sweet Trent was a fly nigga, John Boi
born under a bad sign With a blue moon in your eyes So, sing it now (Woke up this mornin') You got a blue moon (Got a blue moon in your eyes) (I gotta
Black Mattie Blues Trk 5 Dsc 1 3:27 Sleepy John Estes (John Adams Estes) Sleepy John Estes - vocal & guitar, Jab Jones - piano 'Tee' - harmonica, James
nothing compares To these blue and yellow purple hills I've climbed the highest mountain Once or twice but who's countin' But nothing compares To these blue
fell off, yeah But I'm stylin' you seen Fox cover the source, you see it Y'all see the G5, y'all see me come through, yeah, verr' nice crib And a nurr' blue
fell off (Yeah) But I'm stylin' you seen Fox cover the Source (You see it) Y'all see the G5, y'all see me come through (Yeah) Verr' nice crib and a nurr' blue
