: More money, more riches, More freaky, model misses. Six-four booty make you hit switches, Shawty sitting on forty inches. I like her, she like me,
Jump through about four or five hoops of, ooh baby Let's take it to the hood so the people can see you girl Oh yes you're mean and viscious the way you switchin
fuck with the [spanish] Please no interruptions Your crew pull up guns get waxed in the sun Like my rag top six-five Smash you with the switches
YOU CAN'T GET THE BEST OF ME (you can't hold me down) CAN'T GET THE BEST OF ME (you can't, you can't hold me down) (B-Real) Five roll with the weakest
Clean up the magic, chrome startin up static Greed means that you die quick, click the vision Greed lies anmbition, five slugs for the mission Seven cause
: (feat. Ludacris) [Chorus:] Let's not think about tomorrow, tonight! Let's take a little time all five, Maybe ? Your work, your bills, I'ma get them
duvet A single switch to flick But a thousand boxes yet to tick A thousand boxes yet to tick And Jesus is a Rochdale girl And forty-five CDs Got a house
comas, and cardiacs Broads and cats screaming "Oh my God he's back" Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin' A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch
away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades And switch
me) and make em come to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin check this out) Lesson Three: Get a job at a label; switch demos with Canibus
know, are you true? Can you Woo Woo Woo Woo? They don't run this like we do Can you Woo Woo Woo Woo? One two, can you Woo Woo Woo? Three, four, five
the genie Oh really, so sure I wasnt on your list before Now you kissed the floor Mr four star, five star irresistable I got brand new socks Pack of five
the corner tell me if you wanna five will make ya feel alright. (five will make ya feel alright)X2 Do you wanna get freaky when the five of us make
it It's Ice Cube, yea, bitch, I got it covered I got a movie for ya kids, a dick for your bitch A four-five slug for your wig They wanna put me out the
they wore Reebok's See hot, let's have a toast, I verbally bomb deacons Have the whole church praying for Ghost When we speak we give sermons, and switch
young man in my prime Had to switch it up on 'em, had to change with the times Now the flows upgraded, got the labels in line And sold five, get ya money
tell a young lady to bend over {"one"} Meditated yoga, powder ball, dancin with the vulture Castor Troy layin for Travolta {"one"} Yo, switch the lingo, five
One dose of my feroc(ious) handheld trigga cuts Acapella spittin shell paralyzed when you get touched And critical mic cords, hangin like umbilical Cords, dope swords, five