how's it feel have you got what you want and you'll multiply and divide Go! Straight to the point and you're lending your voice pretending you're standing up
death Don't get it mixed up, my chips up I'm glued to checks Don't get it switched up with the chicks, cause I'm smooth as Heff Yep and it ain't nothing
down the block? Yo hood is down, you're taking mine Cee Lo knows about his business So he runs it down one time He get keys straight from Miami Hooks it up
won't lie straight so I guess I got to saw So I sawed off poor Bill's arms and legs and I laid him snug and straight In the little coffin he picked
boy like a damn change number Uhh, hang up and try again I kill ya, wake ya up and make you die again Spark it up and make a nigga block fry again Go
party ain't a party if you don't bring a sack Or your own 12-Pack or this 12 on the wax I detail every track to make a sentence sparkle Giving thoughts
him naked pictures of bitches And if they talkin' backwards, he'll have a homie's jack up That nigga fucked Pat up, fuck havin' a homies tack up We
up, yo, straight up and down yo Check the joint, baby It be the Wu-Tang production Yeah, yeah, and all types of shit And brothas catchin repercussions Yo, straight up
step up 'cause I love 'em Settin' up suckers like pins on a bowling ball And you're gonna fall You won't hit, it's a bottomless pit Of rhymes, comin' straight
up I can never protect myself from, even in the sparkle yard at end of day warm summer madness in the bouquet of a dream son, I just can't think straight
know it feel good come on talk to ya beat Huh thug niggas, yo we here to straight recruit y'all New millini niggas yo we here to straight salute y'all
, we just write songs And plus we stay up like all night long 20 some years is a long walk Even if its not in a straight line You see a lot of things
here we go again Yo Skillz Now listen, baby girl, I don't like kissing Flip your back out, and we can start twisting Check the intuition, the dime definition Cop all the rocks that sparkle
Look! He drank straight from the faucet! HOLY SHIT HE'S FUCKIN LOST IT! We only enjoy fine sparkling water! FED SOMETHING ADHESIVE TO YOUR DAUGHTER!(x
young Shot like a bullet from a rusty old gun I could never find the straight and true Honey, baby till I found you I ain?t saying I ever grown up,
like a concert Baby tryin work got you up in my after party From the bed down to the floor Baby let me know got you up in my after party Chorus Straight
Croatia Lyrics are live, fight to survive, it's a horror ride Demons coming for your hide but there's no where to run Straight up, and there's no where