It's off the hook home slice, like a lucky fish.. All I wish is that you taste this like a Swedish dish.. It's the L-A-R-S, H-O double-R I-S.... and I represent CV, and yes I must confess:.
Oh snap, you know this track is fly. So get crunked up and don't ask why. Post rap, post punk, post Kurt Cobain. Post Kool Moe Dee post House of Pain.
They burned down Troy to get you back!. Young thing, beauty queen, baby got back. They burned down Troy to get you back!. Young thing, beauty queen, baby got back.
[mcgruff]. I'm from the east coast, I don't care, snatch police coats. Leave the beast roast, gruff disturb the peace in me, ghost. Walk wit notes, plus I'm known for puttin forks in throats.
You gotta you gotta you gotta you gotta. You gotta you gotta you gotta you gotta. . When am dropping moves on the floor. These guys watching they want more.
*The shots of the bomb in the night*. . Woop woop. . Yeah well. Gimme da woman who fi love-up shi man properly. Mi no wanna gal wid da wrong recipe. If she have fi a di lovin and the right mentality.
Girl I have told you, I think that your special. Like rhythm and riddles, I explore you. Your hips turn to rivers, you see me swim in them. My waves will make you speak, in tongues like Spanish.
Ja, ja. (x2) Hände hoch, das ist ein Überfall. Kopfnicker rocken, ohne Ende überall. Alle Hände hoch die Massiven sind da. Extra extra large, beweg Deinen Arsch (x2).
Bitches is drop dead gorgeous yo. Wassup with Mase B?. Why he be showin' no love this way B?. Come through the block don't say shit or nothin'. Don't forget, he used to live on our block nigga.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on. Our troubles will be out of sight. . Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Yeah, this song right here is about a young man. Who's endured a lot of twists and turns in his life. 'Cause he always kept his head up, stayed focused.
Cause I swore,. I fell for this before. Cause I know,. Yes may, walk out the door. . You show. All your move, body right, all your love, cause tonight, the way you look in this light.
Hey, I never said I was an angel, no. I never said I wouldn't break down, yeah. Beside myself, living in a cold cell. Don't shut me out. . Yeah, you look at me like I'm a stranger.
I see red but Im not even stopping. Speed ahead put a nail in my coffin. . Resurrect and see a dead man walking. Tie me up 'cause I think that Ive lost it.
I been dealing with this pain for a little too long, now. I need to let it go. Lord knows that I badly want to shake these shackles loose. I refuse, to love, and I try my hardest not to get attached.
What ya know about being the greatest. Grade one high life, living off playlist. What ya know about running ya lips. Ya so quick with them, you go slip with them.
[Chorus: Mac - repeat 2X]. Now when he steps on the six. They say he did that. Pull up in the six hundred stretch. They say he did that. Presidential wit them bag heads.
You are heaven sent. You are heaven sent. You must be heaven sent. . Heaven sent, darling you were meant. To stay with me, to fulfill my fantasy. Hypnotise, look into these eyes.
Hey, yo, Funke wake up, huh? Turn your radio up, what?. It's us, it's us? Yeah, listen to the cut, it's our style, our style?. Your style, stop brother, aiyyo, nigga, wake up.
(you know what? ). (you know what? ). (you know what? ). . [ chorus ]. I'm hip to the game (right). I'll always be the same (true). Cause whether I'm broke or got fame.