Don't drink the milk. Why?. It's spoiled. . Eyes slow to open, alarm clock's broken. I'm steppin' out the bed but ain't a booty line spoken. Stick a 40 to my lips, I sips and I guzzle.
You do not dig them, so you say. Try them, try them and you may. Try them and you may, I say. . Slave drivers on your dollar bills that builds upon your ignorance.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, come in, come in. Knock, knock, knock, knock, come in, come in. Knock, knock, knock, knock, come in. Who's at my door?. (I don't know but let him in).
i take one o the Beatles. two of the stones. three of the bee gees. and lets rock n'roll. . four of Michael Jackson. five of beyonce. six of lady gaga.
Luny.... Es pa' empezar.... Le voy a dar gracias.... A todos los que de una forma u otra.... Se hacen parte.... del sueo de un cantante.... Son 12 aos....
[ Intro ]. . Girl, I can say "I Love You" as much as I want,. but I need to show it in other ways too, you know what I'm sayin'?. . [ Verse 1 ]. I wake up every morning beside the girl of my dreams,.
Oye! Oh yeah!. Im glad you came lets go!. Lets go!. . Chorus:. If youre hot up in this club,. Take your clothes off!. Take your clothes off!. Take your clothes off!.
Oye! Oh yeah!. I'm glad you came let's go!. Let's go!. . Chorus:. If you're hot up in this club,. Take your clothes off!. Take your clothes off!. Take your clothes off!.
It's the Remix though! (Young Troy what it do?). Dj still gon' kill this part (It's the world nigga). Roofeeo on the beat. Troy Ave make the Cypher complete (BSB).
Dipset, Killa, Street's what it is. . I done stopped and styled hummers, rock for wild summers. The nerve in me, these courtesy of Crocodile Hunter. (That's right).
Before we get into this Killa Season. Let's start this shit off with my man 40 Cal. . Who am I? 40 Cal. motherfucker. Gat to your back, get down motherfucker.
Hell Rell:. Oh we told y'all niggaz last time it was More Than Music. Y'all ain't wanna listen huh, okay. Ruger (Rell) Ruger (Rell). Check it man, okay.
When I cook up that coke I'm like. (Woo hoo). And when the feens taste it. (Woo hoo). . You know the lace it and base it. Tell em to paste it, man they gettin' wasted.
Going, going, going. Oh God, what time is it? 2AM?. Let's go!. . Two cop cars, man I'm in trouble,. Or maybe it's just one, I swear I'm seeing double.
Girl I'm cleaning up these loose ends. That you left on my mattress. I'm gettin' rid of all your makeup. And these fake eyelashes. And all the pictures that I hung up.