I'm B-A-C-K (oh!) I'm B-A-C-K (oh!) I'm B-A-C-K (oh!) Erri erri Bow Bow Bow Wow Me fall off? Dawg you can't be serious 'Cause I've been doing this
Übersetzung: Lil 'Bow Wow. I `m Back.
: [Obie Trice] You don't see me in the hood, it's cause I'm doing this man Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens I'm still
E? (M.C) Can Ya Spend A Little Bit Of Dough On Me? (Bone Thugs) Can I Get A Little Bit A Ya T.I.M.E (The Lil Homeboy Bow Wow) Boy If Ya Wanna Make It (
feat. Bow Wow) [Intro:] Yea (On Tonight) It's Like I Can't Let You Go (On Tonight) But I Got To (On Tonight) I'm a Change It Up A Lil Bit, I'm a Do It
know what this is SO SO DEF [Bow Wow] [Rap] Now lil mama just break it down For the boy Bow Wow & that boy Chris Brown All I wanna do is see you take
Trice] You don't see me in the hood It's cause I'm doing this man Niggas, I'm still grinding, (yeah...) I'm still hearing those sirens, I'm still getting
: (feat. Lil Bow Wow) INTRODUCTION; [ JD ] ya`ll know what this is [ Bow ] this watchu need to do girl [ JD ] So So Def. VERSE1 [ Bow Wow ] i been
t see me in the hood It's cause I'm doin this man [Verse 1] [Obie Trice] Nigga's I'm still grindin (yeah...) I'm still hearin those sirens I'm still
really all that I got I?m not, playin at all, I?m sprayin em all Still drop em down to size if they say that I?m small man Pussy cats can?t worry ya dawg
ass nigga [x2:] Fuck bow wow Fuck em Fuck bow wow Fuck em Fuck bow wow Ol bitch ass nigga Ol bitch ass nigga Ol bitch ass nigga Man lil bow wow wat
oh! Yeah I got fat bitches too, long the lines of cowtown. And I'm as freshazitgitz, ya fresher than Bow Wow. Yeah I'm bangin' the shit, and handlin' shit, I'm
Hardball [Verse 1: Lil' Bow Wow] When I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back) Cuz they know I'm the only tight for dogs So many back to back
i'm lyin' to these motherfuckers now I used to do all kind of shit when i was wild They used to call me lil' bow wow now i'm big bow wow In this motherfucka
Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said my niggaz don't dance
I come out Two days later, I'm runnin' my mouth Mom's put a bottle to my grill I look her in the face and I say chill So she puts her back up on a pillow
bout you seen us Is a trip, it don't stop and I wish it would Long as I'm chipped up It's all good I got my back. (Chorus) It's all good in our hood
time You don't have to be alone I can call you on the phone Can I holla what's the deal Can I holla I'm for real (I'm for real) You don't have to be alone
