you Chorus: Hit, hit (oh yeah) Hit, hit (oh yeah) Hit, hit (oh yeah) On the drums Hit, hit (oh yeah) Hit, hit (oh yeah) Hit, hit (oh yeah) On the drums Hit, hit
! hit, hit, hit. Sure to be a hit, hit, hit. Gonna make a hit. Promotion will cause a big commotion So, deejay, teenie bopper answer me this: How can this hit
Hit, hit (oh yeah) Hit, hit (oh yeah) Hit, hit (oh yeah) On the drums Hit, hit (oh yeah) Hit, hit (oh yeah) Hit, hit (oh yeah) On the drums Hit, hit (oh yeah) Hit
But it was by design Our love is difficult at times But it is by design Love is difficult But it's by design Love is difficult But it's by design Love
way you thinking about your plans But I tryna bring it back Before your brain hit the pan Sean from Detroit Lupe from Chicago land But both of our chains say made in Japan German engineers design
bout your plans But I try and bring it back before your brain hit the pan Sean from Detroit, Lupe from Chicago land But both of our chains say made in Japan German engineers designed
rollin' with my cat eye, dead eye Ain't afraid to flame a rat up But I hot out fathom My album hit the shelves We hustle for record sales Hit my liquor
Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me down!!! [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Monster cut truck balley shit Champagne spillin while we hittin every bump that my Denali hit
-enact These tragic events, which lead us back To where we left off on March 9th to come from such hard knock lifes And make it up out of 'em, hit the
lethal weapon A lethal weapon A lethal weapon An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'" A lethal weapon A lethal weapon An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin' You hit
Verse one: Magnificent rhymer, Ill beat designer If they ask you if I'm def. Don't front and say kinda Merciless. Meticulous. So fresh it's rediculous
the toast, cheers! yeah, now I'm back on my grizz and y'all's a bunch a squares like a muthaf-cking grid sh-t f-ck with me and get hit I finger f-ck the
they kill Tupac n' Chris? Why at the bar you ain't take straight shots instead of poppin' Criss? Why them bullets have to hit that door? Why did Kobe have to hit
world Right here on my lap And I'mma hit this drink up like it's my last I'mma hit this night up like it's my last I'mma I'mma hit this ass up like it
least please don?t tell no one I just wanna treat you like the woman that you need to be I be on that Peter Pan that NYC you need in me then hit me
shake my little bon-bon I love to make dem niggas go uh, uh I love to make dem thugs go uh, uh Bad bitch, coming through latest designs F-E-N-D-I no panty
