Oh Yeah! I said Oh Yeah! I said you should?ve gone home but you didn?t listen. I said oh yeah! I said oh yeah, I said you should?ve gone home but you
money like hell yeah, This shit so good it don't even smell bad, And you can tell dad, that I'm a muthafucker, You niggas betta not slip, Ice Road Truckers
, sex that we're having here girl (Ooh) Keri: Girl I know you've been waiting for me, yeah yeah yeah. And I know you been feening for me, yeah yeah yeah
, I do it all night I do it, I do it, do it all night I make 'em say (Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Give, give, give, give me some more) (Hey) Yeah, I do it all night
Would) ya get ya rocks? Yo! (Yeah yeah yeah!) (Woo!) (It's on fire t'night (Uh)) Yeah! (Call the fire department,)Yeah Yeah! (It's gettin' hot t'night)Yeah
stiff in ditches And I can't take it (Yeah) No, no, but I'm gonna make it (Yeah, yeah, turn the beat up a little right here) Yeah, I'm gonna make it
Wuz up yall, wuz up soldiers? This M-P, The Colonel. We ain't no rookies at makin records Mystikal, Silkk Together, Oh yeah. It's time to pass out the
rock 'n' roll hell I'm a lady under a spell Yeah! I'm a lady in a rock 'n' roll hell A lady! I'm a lady under a spell Oh yeah - rock 'n' roll hell!
New Orleans shit, the new stunna, the new shiner, the new reppa Walk over here and get cha' shine on [Mickey] Uh oh, Chicago's with those N.O. niggas
heard me The New Orleans shit, the new stunna, the new shiner, the new reppa Walk over here and get cha' shine on [Mickey] Uh oh, Chicago's with those N
my 45's Ain't it wonderful to be alive When the rock 'n' roll plays Yeah When the memory stays Yeah I'm keeping the faith Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
the sport, like Marv Albert One, two, when I exhale, the one-two Lock it down, similar to Denzel in John Q Fire the semi, with no ice, no Bentley I'm
we're having here girl (Ooh) Keri: Girl, I know you've been waiting for me, Yeah yeah yeah And I know you've been feening for me, Yeah yeah yeah
a word Fire's burning down below, ice in my blood I ain't no Romeo, no daddy sweet Just a bit of rock n' roll found on the street, yeah 17 Crash, chaos
:] Oh, well, let's see... first of all, you fuck pigs! [Philip:] Oh yeah! ( Both laugh) [Terrance:] Fuck my ass and call me a bitch! [Philip:] Oh you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 90 days on the road, is what I need When my axe cuts me deep, I let it bleed On the stage, off my strings
-70, arise ten stories And I still +Rob+ niggaz just like Horry Everybody hate on Young Tru boy Cause they know that the nigga on fire fire fire fire
New Orleans n-gga, I get super Dome, loyal to the game, the games been good to me, still spitting fire, you n-ggas wood to me, we on n-gga, let let them
