(Oh). Ginuwine, Funkmaster Flex. In your earhole, whoo. Drop a bomb to this, what?. Let's do this, listen. . Saw her in the club. As she was about the finest thing I had ever seen.
It's another one of them old phunky Cypress Hill things, you know what I'm. sayin'? And it goes like this. . Hey, don't miss out on what you're passing.
Hip Hop Hooray. by Naughty By Nature. . Album : 19 Naughty III. . Give it up for Naughty By Nature. . Hip Hop Hooray, ho-hey-ho-hey-ho-hey-ho. . You drew a picture of my morning.
[ chorus: Khadejia and Product ]. . The boys look so good but theyre minds are not ready. So here we go yall. Thats why Id rather talk to a man cause his mind is so steady.
[ chorus : Khadejia and Product ]. The boys look so good but theyre minds are not ready. So here we go yall. Thats why Id rather talk to a man cause his mind is so steady.
* originally appeared on "Funkmaster Flex IV" as "Come Over". . Yo, whattup baby girl - fuck is the deal?. Nah youknahI'msayin I'm on my way fo' sho'.
Fugative. . It's like they've got me locked up Shackles no keys. They want me to play the game but the game right now aint playing with me. So keeping my cool keep on searching.
Diptrack bitch. You know the fuck I hate B, you know?. When I be riding clean with no tints and I pull up. You dig, and I look and I be like. . Hater, what you looking at?.
I wont stop until im sitting in s top seat. Or im at the crossroads and me and Pac meet. If you looking for that work, i got cheap. I put shoes on a car like it got feet.
ooo every time i think about it HEAVEN. I'm overjoyed and overwhelmed. doo doo. see the sound i hear is more than merely human praise. i know it shakes the gates of hell.
There's a voice that cries out in the silence. Searching for heart that will love him. Longing for child that will give him their all. Give it all, he wants it all.
Remember how you used to, umm. You used to phone up and you wouldn't say your name. You'd just say, uh, "Hey you". . You know, I see you on my blank sheet.
This is memory lane. Hello. November 11, 1998 (Hello) and I met this guy. Man wassup Im cool (ooh). This spirit this soul (ooh). He had (ooh) this voice and his (ooh) complextion and God those eyebrows.
I, I'm feelin' low on energy. Listen, I feel weak, see. . I get a headache. I get a headache. . Listen, at first you said I do but now it's I did. Said together we should live.
Yeah, Lieutenant what!. Yeah, motherfucka. It's Flipmode. Yeah yeah, spliff, check it out, uh. . Ramp, I've been ill since back in the days. Rockin' shell-toed Adidas with rags for my waves.
Demon voice:. (flesh flesh...) {laughs} come on boy with that force you can fake like you. Whores but if you ain't rollin' with the lord (bitch ass nigga) bitch you dissin our.
Mm, mm, mm, yeah. . Cleveland, better believe it. We stay thievin' every last evening, y'all. Flesh N Bone, spreadin' my thug luv, havin' a ball. . Workin' it on the side, I straddle my nuts.
Man I use to be stressed for bread. dead broke, jackin' off thinkin about big. butts and daggets in bed. i been a crook i done took paychecks and fled. 3.
Hey hey, hey hey, hey shawty. Hey hey, hey hey hey, hey shawty. Hey hey, hey hey hey, hey shawty. Hey hey, hey hey hey, hey shawty. . Swisher in my ear when I'm rollin' up.
HATERSSSSSSSSSS. Hatin cause my 20's be, choppin! choppin. Hatin cause these hoes be, jockin! jockin. Try me and my glock'll be, cockin! poppin. . HATERSSSSSSSSSS.