(Female singing to Eurythmics "Here Comes the Rain") Here comes the...here comes the Feds Watch out before they knock you and your crew So don't be
- Aiiyo son, it seems like, everyday more and more people begin to get more foul Uhn, now dig.. Association breeze some relation Let me tell you
p-ssy punch (Hook) King lazareth, living on that lavish sh-t(?) Lose your mind, lose your sense Pay attention, yea you feeling me Fill my cup high as trees, relax feel the breeze
Riding the night, riding the night Ain't it cool? Rolling it high, rolling it high Ain't it cool? She's looking hot, she's looking hot In the breeze
I get money realistically And the homies show me love Groupies wanna leave tha club wit me Aint nothin to a G Let your hair blow in the breeze Roll some
it all just like that [hook x3] Boom, Boom, Boom...Boom Ahhh, bend over, bend over Indeed I am Flossy like gangsta shit I got pounds of weed and keys Sittin' on G's Catch a breeze
hey, we got some dope shit Gon' need a middle man, so we look to radio Let 'em test the product, give 'em a promo show Just a breeze, not enough to
it all just like that (hook)x3 Boom, boom, boom...boom Ahhh, bend over, bend over Indeed I am Flossy like gangsta shit I got pounds of weed and keys Sittin' on g's Catch a breeze
the hood like so good (When we ridin high) Rollin through the hood with phillies and hoes straight pimpin' with nowhere to go (Verse 2) Me and my homies hooked
into the velvet sky And we?ll stir the stars around And watch them fall away into the Hudson Bay And plummet out of sight and sound The open summer breeze
the first date" bitches (Is that right?) Hot shot niggaz, talk to the cop niggaz "Money, that's my girl," cock block niggaz See you in the club, and scheme on your watch
The Worst Way (True) Looking Kinda Good In Ya Birthday Suit I Wonder If You Wild And Ya Act Shy Do You Like To Be On Top Or The Backside Watch When You
is a reason for me to start squeasin' Matter fact, gimme your rings, watch, and yo house keys And make it fast shorty, or I'ma put gun smoke up in the breeze
(feat. Big Gee, Duke, Jody Breeze) Yeah you real motherfucker gangster out on these streets nigga Gimme your money Hustle up your money Ain't takin no
got some dope shit Gon' need a middle man, so we look to radio Let em test the product, give em a promo show Just a breeze, not enough to catch a real
on me and make me stay, girl I'm feeling so deceived, you got me feeling so confused, Oooh, I got to get with you (Hook) Lay up and spend cheese, Malibu breeze
easier transition to the ground Lost in an island breeze The palm trees make no sound The only sound we hear is our bodies rolling around,yeah (Hook) (Chorus) (Hook
a clearer view of you.. (Konvict, Kon...) (This is the remix!) I see you waiting, I know you hate it... [Hook: Akon (Chamillionaire)] I see them watching