I came from the London underground. Then I took my sound and spread it over ground. Yes I'm leveling over clouds. I'm on top but holding it down. The kings sat in his throne.
Mama takes baby to Byloland,. Where she can see the sights so grand;. When the first stars in the bright skies peep. Mama rocks baby to sleep.. Bylo! Bylo! Baby is going to Byloland!.
Bring da beef to the streets. (Y'all don't really want it). Keep the heat with me. (So don't run up on me). . All my people see. (Y'all don't really want it).
Bye, O baby bunting. Daddy's gone a hunting. To get a little rabbit skin. To wrap his baby bunting in. . Bye, O baby bunting. Daddy's gone a hunting. To get a little lambie skin.
Un huh, I'm 'bout my feddi by all means. . Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar. I ain't touching the mic if it ain't five Gs or better.
Bye baby bunting. Daddy's gone a'hunting. Mummy's gone a'milking. Sister's gone a'silking. Brother's gone to buy a skin. To wrap the baby bunting in.
By'n by, By'n by, stars shining,. Number, Number One, Number Two, Number Three,. Good Lord, By'n by, By'n by,. Good Lord, By'n by. . By'n by, By'n by, stars shining,.
Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back. Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?. Throw it to me, baby, I'ma running back. Through tha hole now, can yo boi touch down?.
INTRO:. Hahahaha.. . ghost riders. . I remember when this said it's gon B nothin. Noww , look .. we got fast cars ., fast ho's, fast money. all dem shots and we still here. nigga you run this city.
The bees are. . Buzzing round from tree to tree.. Buzzy, buzzy, buzzy bee,. Don't you dare to buzz near me!. . Buzzy, buzzy, buzzy bee,. Buzzing right in front of me,.
Here we sit like. Bumps on a hollow log,. Bumps on a hollow log,. Bumps on a hollow log.. Here we sit like. Bumps on a hollow log,. Waitin' for the holidays..
Deep the cellar, timbers high,. (Both hands point down, then up -- arms full length.). . Pointed roof up in the sky,. (Bring fingertips together over the head.).
Tramp, tramp, tramp,. The bugs are marching,. Up and down my tent they crawl;. Some are red and some are black,. And of spiders, there's no lack,. Oh, I hate those 'octocritters' most of all!.
You know the definition of a balla. Uh hu that's me. C H I N G to the Y. Let me explain it to you though. . I'm a balla say what high roller baby baby baby baby.
As I was walking down the street,. Down the street, down the street,. A pretty little gal I chanced to meet,. Oh, she was fair to see.. . Buffalo Gals, won't you come out tonight,.
You know the definition of a balla. Uh hu that's me. C H I N G to the Y. Let me explain it to you though. . I'm a balla say what high roller baby baby baby baby.
Brown baby, brown baby,. As you grow up I want you to drink from the plenty cup.. I want you to stand up tall and proud.. I want you to speak up clear and loud..
You know the definition of a balla. Uh hu that's me. C H I N G to the Y. Let me explain it to you though. . I'm a balla say what high roller baby baby baby baby.
Brother, you and I,. Brother, you and I,. We'll sing our lullaby.. Hush, my dear,. Sing sweet and low;. Baby now to rest will go;. Hush thee, hush thee,.
NTRO. Take clubbin' and yuh dun kno we tuggin'. We ain't no buggin'. Straight to d gyul dem first. Yuh duh kno is SP long side Chino weh we seh(yo ohhhhhh).