She's moving up, down, all around. She's moving up, down, all around. (Bounce bounce bounce). She's moving up, down, all around. She's moving up, down, all around.
Mama just killed a man, put a gun against his head,. Pulled my trigger, now he's dead.. Mama, life had just begun,. But now I've gone and thrown it all away..
[Wyclef Jean]. I'm Chill-Master-Nell of a thousand emcees. But how are you gonna tell the real I bust from these fo' knees. Cause he sees everyone with a deal with a record company.
[Lauryn - Singing]. Can you tell me how to get......how to get to Sesame Street?. (Check it out, here we go!) - Wyclef. . [Lauryn- Singing (Chorus)]. Be yourself (Just be yourself).
Blunted On Reality Lyrics. Fugees. . (Intro). (*inhales, then coughs*). Ay, nigga pass me the blunt. (Go get the fuck outta here, oh shit). (*inhales and coughing continues*).
Intro:. Cecile:. Sorry. . Elephant Man:. Sorry?. You soon see bout sorry you hear, wait till I hold you. Rude bwoy how some a dem gal ya full a so much mouth, and when man have dem ina dem house dem a bawl like baby ina di couch.
Why dem waan stop di weed man tings star? Leggo!. So mi go so bun it all day, bun it all night. It's all good, it's alright. Pass mi lighta cause mi weed haffi light.
How di gal dem look so good. Shizzle ma nizzle. Ladies getting wild in the capizzle. You know. Hey yo. You can get it on your cd or disc. Elephant, big tigga and sasha.
Yep, don what you reap is what you sow. Weh di riddim name good to go. Yep, coolface. . Mek mi see di lightas dem flash. From mi know you a bun down dat.
Intro: Driver?. Jah know dat traffic a mash mi up star. I have a delivery fi mek by certain time yuh know. See di dupes a call yah. . Elephant Man:. Yo driver weh yuh deh mon?.
Michelle: He Gives me good love that I'm sure of , Gives me good good. good good love hey. . CHO:. My boom boom man a di champion man wid di boom boom flex check,.
Corny Niggas!, Hi I'm your weather man Mr. O'Neil Bryan, and I'm sayin'. You got a terrible weather taking over di earth. And this one is coming for Jamaica.
Blas. Yep, everybody dance now. John. . Chris, me and di dancehall crew a say, everybody a do di blas. People a practice night and day, fi do di blas.
Blas. Yep, everybody dance now. John. . Chris, me and di dancehall crew a say, everybody a do di blas. People a practice night and day, fi do di blas.
We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay. (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind). So we draw our line. (Christian dip). And tell Satan scubaay.
We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay. (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind). So we draw our line. (Christian dip). And tell Satan scubaay.
Yeah, I dedicate this one to all my dogs n all thugs across da globe (all over).. My big bulla my jackass corn. I cant believe my black brother dead ah gone.
I'm on a mission to search and destroy. Don't get it twisted. I'm ready to make some noise. How could you play me just like a Nintendo. But don't you know that I'm loco.
Ive got a boy hangover. Its really nothing new. Im feeling sick and sober. And its because of you. Drank you like cheap tequila. You made me feel so good.
They're writing songs of love, but not for me. A lucky star's above, but not for me. With love to lead the way. I found more clouds are gray. Than any rainy day, could guarantee.