team hardcore all the girls do adore Bout to do the game right til my feet get Ciz-orr! Ciz-orr [Verse 3] (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em) Mic Check, 0-1-2-3 I
no, no, no (Oh, no, no, no, no) No, no, no (No, no, no) [Verse 2: Lil' Kim] About five feet even, kinda small in the waist Rap's sex symbol, real pretty
: Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel He looks out a window without glass The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet His father beats
into to they hood Ayyy I wish a muhfucka would [Verse 1: Ludacris] I keep a fresh pair of ones on my feet and double deuces on the chevy Three's company
ling dang-a-ling oh no they can't stop Take it to the floor back up and then drop Effervescent.. time times of the essence Make em undress in less then 3
hit the dance floor. My team hardcore, all the girls do adore Bouta do the gang rock til my feet get sizzz-ore Sizzz-ore Mike check 0 1 2 3, I don't
got the roofs vibrating The party don't start till I walk in Everybody 'bout, Yo where you been? Hell' in my busines hush your mouth And get your feet
drop ya And then the I.B.W.C. will come mob ya But no, I'm not livin like that first Although I pack, a real small gat in my purse(right, right) But no
Cali From a bus from New Orleans Didn't have much all I had was dreams [? ] jeans wore to skool bout twice a week Hard rice to eat No socks on my feet
15 minutes and a bag of bud, I bet I bust Drive around parkin' center, the king from Atlanta The room with the boom in the booth, I deliver The hottest, you prolly too small
the dance floor. My team hardcore, all the girls do adore Bouta do the gang rock til my feet get sizzz-ore Sizzz-ore Mic check 0 1 2 3, I dona??t freestyle
, they say I'm off Cause I'm a dead man walkin, deep dog talkin Small time scracker, well be a thug trainer Hangin by yo feet, yo bitch gon be with me
hand streches for a thousand miles within the spiral of an infinant cosimic coil Ohohohahahahah! Cows they look like dots I'm smaller now, I'm smaller
was black like it was packed with melanin Back in the days of slaves she packin' like Harriet Tubman Her arms are long and she moves like song Feet with
prostituting Yo, my girls the bomb, intelligent mind Sky blue Louis Vuitton, leg muscles, deep dimples Body is soft, she smell fresh like a new born Pretty feet
would Houston, Dallas come into they hood Ay, I wish a mothafucka would I keep a fresh pair of one's on my feet And double deuces on da Chevy 3's company
crooked lookin' girl, Yeahhhhh Boyyyyyyy, Flava Flav lookin' girl, Mice lookin' girl, Big feet lookin' girl, Neck just like Rupaul lookin' girl, Body like a midget, ol small