Now deep down inside N'you'll win the fight Sing a song Now now Nanina now now Sing a song Now now Nanina now now Sing a song Now now Nanina now now
I sell dope For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes Lana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat
) You probably hate to see a real thug with vision, what's the game? Rather see a nigga up in prison, why you change? Made a livin out of cuss words,
sell dope For a fo' finger ring, one of them gold ropes Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin coat If I can move a few packs and get the hat,
or summer I'm a winner, I'm ain't a regular nigga, ho (Lloyd Banks) (You should be here) Runnin' wit a pro, I ain't a beginner Niggaz knows, what, you
us, help us, 68! Who do you appreciate? The one that's singin' you a sweet song, Or the one that's feedin' you ding-dong? 'Cause I can't sing too well
Jellicle flats Jellicle songs that Jellicles sing Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats There's a man over there with a
blogded Cup a wine for refreshment. On the dance floor Tryin' to find a contestant. So try to find a contestant, What a shame Even if you're fine You're a
.Kelly:] Wait a minute Im about to fade up this remix Wait a minute, wait a minute Im bout to tease u with this remix Wait a minute, wait a minute
calling since i met you my phone bill be doubling but girlfriend you know that money ain't a thing with who me the one and only c-r-a-i-g come one now
a pill or two with me? I'll share my valium with you cause I'm feelin you Britney! I'll trade you a blue one for a pink one Ever since a schoolgirl juvenile
s his emotions go... [Chorus] {C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years {Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon) Sing it
stole him too So you fall in a slump and get all emotional So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings Confused as fuck cause now your
with lead and talkin' bout a pencil Lookit what the fuck you done got into I see you found yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol Claimin' you a
golden childs that bone the crowd See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang got the answerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..... Cuz if I had a
I thaw a putty" Ghost, please you don't even want to know Droopy Long wrote a song, like to hear it, here it go... Ricochet Rabbit had a habit, he was
niggaz Mostly for squeezin triggas I call em homies Pigs call em crooks So I write and put bucks on they books I give a fuck about a cop or a G-man They
