Boyz N Da Hood lyrics
Boyz N Da Hood lyrics
"Pussy M.F's lyrics"
Stutter lyrics
Baby don't go, baby don't go, baby don't go. Talk to me, tell me, where you were (late last night), You told me, with yer friends, hanging out (late last night), You lying, cuz you stuttering, now where were you (late last night), Stop lying to me, cuz you're ticking me off, see you're ticking me off, oh girl. I can tell you're lying, because when you're replying, Stutter, stutters, stutter, stutters. I can tell you're lying, because when you're replying, Stutter, stutters, stutter, stutters. I can tell you're lying, because when you're replying, Stutter, stutters, stutter, st
(feat. Trick Daddy)Baby don't go, baby don't go, baby don't go. Talk to me, tell me, where you were (late last night), You told me, with yer friends, hanging out (late last night), You lying, cuz you stuttering, now where were you (late last night), Stop lying to me, cuz you're ticking me off, see you're ticking me off, oh girl. I can tell you're lying, because when you're replying, Stutter, stutters, stutter, stutters. I can tell you're lying, because when you're replying, Stutter, stutters, stutter, stutters. I can tell you're lying, because when you're replying, Stutter, stutters, stutter, st
[Hook: Trick Daddy]
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Got to come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Got to come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Got to come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Got to come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
[Trick Daddy]
I fight fire with fire, sneakin through lines with mine
Tote A.K.'s and 9's, if you try me fuck nigga you dying
Like the cops and robbers, coming cocked I'ma rob you
Open shop, sellin bags of weed and dummy blocks
Ask pops about us, he'll tell ya we got em
? rocks, and some of that baby powder
Breaker Breaker one-nine, Adair County for life
If you drop a dime or testify, boy you die
Fuck all you motherfuckers, snitches and undercovers
Goin for them, I'm going over there to do you brother
Who gon protect ya then, you'd best to check it in
Sell your house, hide out, don't come back here again
You damn backstabber, I loo
Get Your Shit Right lyrics
(feat. DMX, The Mad Rapper) [DMX] Grrrrrrr, grrrrr, grrr (Yeah) [Chorus: repeat 2X] To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right [Jermaine Dupri] First off, y'all niggaz know I don't slouch An' as a kid I done did the shit you talkin about I'm from the South, ya heard? Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas Live lavish From ATL to Dallas an' the little palac
ked out for ya (feat. DMX, The Mad Rapper) [DMX] Grrrrrrr, grrrrr, grrr (Yeah) [Chorus: repeat 2X] To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right [Jermaine Dupri] First off, y'all niggaz know I don't slouch An' as a kid I done did the shit you talkin about I'm from the South, ya heard? Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas Live lavish From ATL to Dallas an' the little palac
You used to be my homie, 'till ya put the cops on me
Home boy it's ugly, you know I gots to cut you
You tried me like a sucker, so nigga motherfuck you
[Hook: Trick Daddy]
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
[Jody Breeze]
I'm from the city where they they tote glocks, chop rocks
Ride spinnin wheels and they'll steal ya car and send it to the chop-shop
50 slabs in my socks, couple grams in my drawers
We ain't even in the club and everybody tipsy dog
Down south dope dealing, ride high smoke Phillies
We come watch how I, ride by and smoke niggaz
Call me Mr. Toucan Man, I bought a new tan band
With two K's in the palm of my hand, to show we ain't playing
Where you stand is where you land, sprayin with either hand
Wings ex
Let's All Get High lyrics
Let 'em know the funk bandit's back With more bounce to the ounce it's the brat tat tat tat The funk-keeper Competition's sweet but known for makin' speak Cause bleed smokin haloweed Givin' You what 'cha need Indeed I'm nice Jewelery full of ice The industry ain't been the same since I came to sprinkle my spice Tonight's the night and we gonna all get lifted Recognize the gifted and how there's no fuckin' around in the west-side district Get it twisted If you wanna choose your destiny Leave all that simple shit at home And bring your fuckin' best to me Cause right here playtime
and like eagles but land like Peter Pan Let 'em know the funk bandit's back With more bounce to the ounce it's the brat tat tat tat The funk-keeper Competition's sweet but known for makin' speak Cause bleed smokin haloweed Givin' You what 'cha need Indeed I'm nice Jewelery full of ice The industry ain't been the same since I came to sprinkle my spice Tonight's the night and we gonna all get lifted Recognize the gifted and how there's no fuckin' around in the west-side district Get it twisted If you wanna choose your destiny Leave all that simple shit at home And bring your fuckin' best to me Cause right here playtime
Pull off in the Regal Man, rollin that reefer
Holdin a lethal, felony piece in my pants
And when I see them people I'm mashing the gas in the Jag
stashin the mask with the cash Bumping that Beanie Sigel
And when you see my my pants matching my brand
Brand matching the band and the band matching the benz homie
And when I'm creeping, I'm sneakin a bitch from France
I'm freakin her she so freaky she sleeps in the 3-point stance
[Hook: Trick Daddy (Young Jeezy)]
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, (Yeah) but
If you really want it, (Oh) you
Gotta come and get it, (Yeah) you pussy motherfucker (Let's get it)
So you say you want it, (Oh) but
If you really want it, (Yeah) you
Gotta come and get it, (Hey) you pussy motherfucker
[Young Jeezy]
Hey fuck boy yeah you where your balls at? (Balls at, Yeah)
Got the fitted cap, right where your drawers at (Drawers at, Yeah)
And I'll kill all of
Maleorder lyrics
I am the manhood in reincarnation, I am tough like a true marine I beat my lovers to show my strength, I believe in discipline I have a little tip for you; become a man and you will see it truly is the only way to be sharp and perfect just like me We are heroes, we're the prime of manhood I just want a girlfriend, I don't need no wife a wife will nag and fix terrible meals while a girlfriend is quiet and fulfills my needs I will teach you pain and pleasure, you will learn how to obey it's all in order all in place we men shall rule the human race it's written in the law of god, I am strong and y
y'all (Let's get it, yeah) I am the manhood in reincarnation, I am tough like a true marine I beat my lovers to show my strength, I believe in discipline I have a little tip for you; become a man and you will see it truly is the only way to be sharp and perfect just like me We are heroes, we're the prime of manhood I just want a girlfriend, I don't need no wife a wife will nag and fix terrible meals while a girlfriend is quiet and fulfills my needs I will teach you pain and pleasure, you will learn how to obey it's all in order all in place we men shall rule the human race it's written in the law of god, I am strong and y
Make ya bald head like a bowling ball (Bowling Ball)
I tried to tell him he ain't understand (What)
So I sprayed his whole crib like the Orkin Man (Orkin Man)
I'm bout this money and this damn powder (Powder)
Leave your hood ground zero like the Twin Towers (What)
Y'all put his ass in a pine box (Yeah)
Black suit black top with the matching socks (Matching socks)
For playin with my damn cake (Cake)
I'll have your ass laying still like some dead weight (What, WHAT)
On the grind for these mega chips (Yep)
Flippin fake lays and I ain't talkin 'tato chips (Nigga)
If you ain't real then you'd better chill (What)
If he ain't got my damn money I'ma Kill Bill
[Hook: Trick Daddy]
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker
So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it, you pussy motherfucker