Lyrics to On My Way : [Voice:] Harlem World! [Intro:] Yeah! [Chorus:] We from the bottom, but we goin' to the top (uh!) Full speed, nonstop to the guap
Lyrics to On My Way : [Voice:] Harlem World! [Intro:] Yeah! [Chorus:] We from the bottom, but we goin' to the top (uh!) Full speed, nonstop to the
trickin' out with chumps Himilaya flavor! (yeah!) - Chrome drippin' off the front, Front on me you'll be in danger, dead! Call the ranger, red! - All on
Cent] I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it [Chorus: 50 Cent] I Said I Like the Way she
on the crew And this is everyday, won't stop til I'm old and grey I drop in the MIA, pop when I'm on my stay, shop than I'm on my way First class to the
in the Escalade, put the seat back, we on our way, there's no games to play, nuttin' else to say listen to your man girl try things my way [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks
you wipe away your tears and dry your eyes [Verse One: Lloyd Banks] I'm gettin the feelin you wanna take revenge From the conversations we have and the way
fantasize I could spend a day lost in your eyes (Baby you got) Some kind of control on me Feels like you got a hold on me (Baby you got) My imagination
will make a nigga change his heart I just play my part, and while you shootin up cars I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar Let's get it poppin' [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks
you shit on me , i'll shit on you You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga [Lloyd Banks] You
Lloyd Banks] Put carpet burns on these rats for several days Till they need bandages on they knees like Pat Hueing's legs I'm always with the biscuit The only way
its alright with me Come on an gimme that groupie love [Tony Yayo] Sometimes i rhyme slow sometimes i rhyme quick Thats the reason these groupies is on my
Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it [Chorus: 50 Cent] I Said I Like the Way she do it,
nigga Hoe pimping all day bitch, this ain't a hobby My name Tony, not Paul McCartney I'm in a 7 star suite, Dutchin' my haze Remote in my hand, model bitch on my
: (feat. Young Hot Rod, Freeway, Spider Loc, M.O.P., ...) [Loyd Banks:] Aiyo what up? Its ya boy Lloyd Banks Aka Blue Hefner Ya now tuned into Mic Pass
its government cheese Spray on Suzukis [50 Cent:] Yeah yeah Funk Flex Keep playin' with 'em [Lloyd Banks:] Yeah Look Look Yeah Look Look Look [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] If half my
my way So send me to the pen but you know I won't change It's thug in my veins I'm loyal to the game {CHORUS: 50 Cent} I do my thing respect my hustle
startin to sound like a females homes Don't know why they told you that we sell stones We on the internet tryin to get our Email on [Chorus: Lloyd Banks
