Well we've been holding on for hours hoping that they'd call us back, yeah we were holding on and hoping they would call We sat captive in the flowers
Honey, honey, won't you quiet it down? We've got a problem, got the cops all around screaming at me - no, I can't tell you why - but if we try and
You've got a problem with your attitude, and we're not about to take it anymore - So have a seat and shut up, it's all that you're good for We've
They came for me in the middle of the night They came for me on a wave of panic and fright And how I wept for all their problems Oh how I wept for all
hit me all the time my phone be ringing off the hook like) [Ciara and Mindless Direction] We just two love birds, that's why we always tweetin'! [Ciara] He hit
eh. I dedicate this to my Mobb niggas. (fa sho) You know, Poppa L.Q. Phats, Bossalini (Bossalini) Madd Maxx (Madd Maxx) 3 Times (3 Times) Cydal
a blunt, and dial 9-1-7 1-6-0-4-9-3-11 And you can long dick hip-hop affection I damage any MC who step in my direction I'm Staten Island's best son
ya death date Rook down a E4 look, it's checkmate No other way to describe a catastrophe The plan was drawin' blood and displayed it graphically Direct order, hit
Byzantine Empire Take you higher one stage is a mass of fire, but sting like Nigger your arch rival Constantine, Dark Ages got sparked Through the stages, 3
my location is where they run the operation You either stuck or getting bucked by the train station Word is bond if beyond after dawn, they hit you up
Budden] Let me tell this to the people not understandin' my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it's tangible, stop me But then I hit 'em with a flow,
Joe Budden] Let me tell this to the people not understandin? my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it?s ?, stop me But then I hit ?em with a flow, that
I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop I'm interrupted by a doorbell, 3:
you searchin for some (pussy) ain't nuttin here, baby Catch me throwin an eighty in the latest Bentley, goin out And Wheezy never hit a foul, a Hot Guy Don't hit
whateva comes my way, hip-hop, hooray Latifah's on vacation, I'm just playin' on day to day I strap out, step out in every direction Glock, tech, Jimmy
your girlie lick them Every time we rollin' Twiztid's gotta roll a joint I almost died from inhilation comin' back from Cedar's Point Hookers and zombies in every direction
(x3) Im Infatuated Intrigued In Need Of Weed, My Need For Speed Got My Buying Lamborghinis My Taste In Fashion Got My Body Covered In G's My Tatse In
less stress left with no extra You's a mess, true depressed steps can infect ya I'm a product of some shit gone wrong Even though I speak to many with a hit
