check of one to two It's you, who? (AGA-AHHH! WWAAAAAH!) Redman with the Kung-Fu Come on and get down and boogie oogie with the ruffneck Hit women like Madonna
you like the way it sounds punk, pump it in your back trunk And let loose with the juice when I do rock I'm too hot, some say I got more Juice then Tupac
see Hey, hey, hey, they ain't gon' stop They just want what we got The more they talk about our love The more they make it obvious The more they seem
Rollin' to the music and shakin' real fast Bend over backwards, make me shout And work that pussy, in and out Movin' their body with plenty of action Bringin' to the men more
Like there's some kind of a aura of that of a king around me Surround me with nothin' but gangsters, killers and bangers, and the most dangerous criminals And I feel like I'm more
't even fit you, they don't feel you You're taking this shit too far Who do you think you are? Hang my suit up in the armoire Everyday I hate you more and more
Venue after venue I've been through Come up to the telly so I can bend you Send you to the store condoms and more Jealous females call you sluts and whores
to smoke weed and the waiters is type rude You see, I used to date this bitch from Botswana Half-African but she looked like Madonna Aiyyo check it,
blasphemy but it feels like its gods gift One sniff'll have you kneel down and praise me nodding out holding onto your babies. A new conec means a few more
pop's died in the hands of a chump Now she's mad at the world, no more daddy's little girl Now she's rockin' bandanas, no more Shirley Temple girl Now
Mr. Softy 'cause you're not hard You're never comin' off because I got God Just [Incomprehensible] and get a beat down Never weak kid, I come up with more street sounds Rhymes galore and soarin' 'cross the floor an' Some more
' my custom made chains Your lip gloss on my Italian sweater I know you hate me already, go debate me with Freddie DJ's gonna act like little feminine in more
, hit it doggy style Get it doggy style, you know your doggy's style I'ma mack or more and it's smash or more V I P up between the bathroom stalls We
; METALLICA; STEVE UCHITA; YVONNE STENDER; WATTS; DAVID WYLES; LYNN PERKO; KATHY BUDER; REBECCA TUCKER; CODE OF THE WEST; ALVA SKATE TEAM; WILL, JAY, ERIN AND JOAN AT OAK; MARY JO MAZZARELLA; SASSY PANTS; MADONNA
knows that you're hot? You go to a club and you're high On some fine marijuana And the singer of the band Copped all of her moves from Madonna ....
] [Verse 1 - JR. Gong] These later days in Babylon As I watch your children grow And the years them carry on And I miss you even more Still I send them
A little slow now, a little stout But he's still heading down those tracks Any day now for sure Another day as drab as today Is more than a man can