Get on get out get over it Get on get out get over it Get on get out get over it Get on get on get on get on
get chips, but you can't understand that Wanna ban rap? Stand back, before you get hurt It's the only thing makin pay besides smoke and work On a mission
: Waiter [x3] Tonight I?ll be your waiter (waiter) [x2] Let me serve you all night I assume you know what to say Tell me baby girl what?s your craze
the ink on the papyrus And after I been on the stage and let the lyric fathom bust It all belongs to y?all, that?s all end of story on it Dropping like
s hamma that you not as much shit lab only as those other' n, on the parties mein' the ass clasp themselves only on and itself then with Cocktails the
We would like to present to you a group that is simply just marvelous, just marvelous Ladies and gentlemen, Cypress, Hill [B-Real] 16 men on a dead man
re alone and you bullshittin Kissin' all on my neck, squeezing all on my shit You getting yourself all wet, simply for the funk of it Why don't you get
Lost within himself In his solitary shell A temporary catatonic Madman on occasion When will he break out Of his solitary shell He struggled to get
face in your hands Live for each second without hesitation And never forget I'm your man Wait on me girl Cry in the night if it helps But more than ever I simply
will, love but you're clearly a loon) EXAMPLE: We get back to your flat when you crack and you give me a slap Cos I don't wipe my feet on the mat
always giving us a warning) Might be snakes there in that grass (She was looking out...) Grandma's Hands (I remember them well.) Grandma's hands Clapped in church on
last show And movies made for cable And then we'll talk, listening to punk rock We'll hang out and wait up Until the sun comes up You get me of so simply
: [Intro:] Rude boy sittin pancaked on 23's Clown Love to chicago juggalos we underground like Blaze my dead homie and yours we dead we dead, no wait
: Sometimes life is like a roller coaster Flying away I get caught up simply just surviving From day to day But in the midst of all the lists to do
waiting for (just say "I do") [Chorus:] Yeah, because I can see us holding hands Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand I can see us on the countryside Sitting on
a perfect specimen [Monie Love] My sister, can I get some? [Queen Latifah] Sure, Monie Love, grab the mic and get dumb [Monie Lovie] Yo, praise me not for simply
I get some? [Queen Latifah] Sure, Monie Love, grab the mic and get dumb [Monie Lovie] Yo, praise me not for simply being what I am Born in L-O-N-D-
