look good, you need to back that ass up! You're a big fine man! Back that ass up! Call me big daddy when you back that ass up! Antwon quit playing! Back that ass up
a distance Cause if you walk my way nigga gon' be persistent Smack that ass, pat, pat Back that ass up to the back, back You got me daydreamin, havin
[Ace Mack:] Ace mizzy get all the hoes Gonna teach them shit they want to know Like fuck that pussy ass 9-4 girl Make that bucket a pot of gold It ain
" That was your bad How could you pass up on em? He just take the records And he gas up on em Wayne will prolly put a million cash up on em Surprised
After The Seaon Where The Leaves Just Scatter Where The Timb Laces Get Tighter And Parka Hoods Flip Up Drugs Dealers Standin And They Parka Hoods Slip Up
it, that could be our last chance We have of just gettin' home, now could I get that lap dance? She's got a tattoo of me right up off her ass, man In
mouth again when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females in make-up, who may try to scratch
chased by the ghetto bird "Just put his hat, ehrrr, he combed his hair and then put his hat back on. Errr, he's acting nonchalant up there in that cockpit
Went to $hort Dog's house, they was watchin Yo! MTV Raps What's the haps on the craps? Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em Roll 'em in
I like this, like that Why are you like that, like this The ghetto took my brain and motherfuck I want it back I'm that nerd in the back of the class That
back) Goober (I'ma stab his face) Thelma Lou (I'ma fuck her in her ass!) Hill.... Hill billies listening down south Hill billies listening down south I'm up
up All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light mean up Then they wonder why we light green up Back to back steamers
up, Jacobs And bootleg tapes just to get they cake up We put shit on layaway then come back We claim other people kids on our income tax We take that
from my loot to my friends I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends HUH I've been that route...too many times If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't
about that Southern sess now you all up in that mess But never shall you test and never shall you quit Running up on me with that fuck shit will get you
Boi] All a the heat rise to the beat wise To that nigga that spit that street fire Mystikal, Andre and Big Boi takin em out of the park like Mark Mcgwire
the block they hear Brooklyn and we up to no good well here we come so there goes the neighborhood. Timbo's scuffed up. Ces bein' pumped up mess
