Do Or Die Lyrics
Do Or Die Lyrics
"Playa Like Me and You Lyrics"
Body Crumbles (Remix) Lyrics
finally recover and the mood is right looking up into a neon sky child in me takes over, guess it's been too long since the last time that i tried to fly finally i find when i lose control inside my body crumbles it's like therapy for my broken soul inside my body crumbles all i need's a moment, chance to get away from the stressfulness of every day know if i don't question and i never doubt everything is gonna be okay finally i find wh
finally recover and the mood is right looking up into a neon sky child in me takes over, guess it's been too long since the last time that i tried to fly finally i find when i lose control inside my body crumbles it's like therapy for my broken soul inside my body crumbles all i need's a moment, chance to get away from the stressfulness of every day know if i don't question and i never doubt everything is gonna be okay finally i find wh
Verse One: Belo
Since I'm 'Lo let me flex this
If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this
Song smooth not reckless
Swing it high and ride from 'Side to Texas
Give the game up since I came up
Blew my name up, check out the rhythm
make them all wanna flame up
Strike a match to a lighter
A message to a young ridah, on the sight of
pimp poetry I make you lighter than a feather in your dime hat
Bitchin to skins, saw that
I can tell you where the mob at
At the click, summer sunnin where the broads at
Diggin all that, smokin weed until they come and we can fall back
Shootin back for the small scratch
Trey-Fo' what you call that?
Pull up my drawers Girbauds and doze to pros got called
by the po-po, save it for the phone doe
Bond DeVille, flossin off behind the wheel it's appeal
Took a chill, but I still had to pose
And if I pause, it's because I left my car and the phone
Chorus: Johnny P
Such A Bore Lyrics
[Chorus:] You're such a bore (you're such a bore!) Such a bore to me! Why don't you go hang yourself, hang hang yourself, Or drink your living well away? Sing a top forty up early in the morning, drive far far away. [Chorus] Take that toaster in the tub fry your brain, fry that brain Park that car in the garage, make sure to close those doors. [Chorus] Khakis and crewcuts fools and tool, Conservative and calm <i>[x2]Can you smoke and ride
With a playa, like me, and you, oh babe
Can you smoke and ride
With a playa, like me, and you
Verse Two: AK-47
See uhh, laid back I'ma let the proper game at two rats
In the roll like two sacks
Dub essential when my homey came up
On the same drug for layin up they holla who that
Double check, just a couple hoes
Tryin to see where my head was at
On some problem shit
Wish to be up within the party shit
With the blunts and Bacardi shit
With the way she was dressed she might as well
had nuttin on your body bitch
Hit the red on my side cause you know how a party get
Nuttin but the proper cheese
To squeeze a little on and scoot on to proper chick
But really doe, once a man advance
and bend blocks smoke the last of these
Pimp cats done CC's
Heavy G's ninety-six flippin clips bout naturally
Bags seized through Darnell
Heavy sacks and drop-tops
Now look on your map and spot
wh
Chorus
Verse Three: Belo
I, made my money on the DL
Closed shop in the Pontiac we bail
To the mall to ball we're all pall
Cause a brother gonna floss in front of these females
To the retail
Five double oh period double oh these suits
The Girbaud with the boots
Then I scoop, up the loot
Paid the cash and dashed past the lab or the members of
Put my foot in motion, exits the sto' with my brand new gear
Spring game in her ear
Tell her Miss to please me and dance till it'll make me hear
Get her dizzy off the Stanberg
Girlie had to run for months to pump up but I'ma handle her
like a man, I'ma stand if I fall
And when I fall, then the city better make the call
Left the mall, by the minutes of clothes
I suppose I get dressed to impress these hoes
Getty shoe fresh Guess from head to toe
Only wearin in the do' what the playas know
Bet y'all wanna see me niggaz wanna be me
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And I get lost on the slide for the Ave gettin high while we ride
Chorus
[Johnny P]
Can you smoke and ride, in the back seat of a Cad'
Choppin up the paper for my homies Do or Die
Whoa yeah, whoahhah, yeah
Can I say it one more time
Can you smoke and ride, in the back seat of a Cad'
Choppin up the paper for my homies Do or Die
Whoa yeah, can you smoke and ride
with me baby, check it out...
Can you ride ride, ride ride ride ride
C'mon girl ride ride ride ride
Can you ride ride, ride ride ride ride
C'mon girl ride ride ride ride
Whoa yeah (whoa yeah)
Won't you ride with me baby (won't you ride with me baby)
With my homey Belo
My homey oh yeah, oh yeah, in my ride, c'mon baby, c'mon baby
Check it out
C'mon baby, oh yeah, can you ride with me baby
Ohhhwhoaaaah yeah, come girl
Won't you ride (I gotta know, I gotta know) I wanna go
Do you wanna go, yeahhh
[Chorus:] You're such a bore (you're such a bore!) Such a bore to me! Why don't you go hang yourself, hang hang yourself, Or drink your living well away? Sing a top forty up early in the morning, drive far far away. [Chorus] Take that toaster in the tub fry your brain, fry that brain Park that car in the garage, make sure to close those doors. [Chorus] Khakis and crewcuts fools and tool, Conservative and calm <i>[x2]
With a playa, like me, and you, oh babe
Can you smoke and ride
With a playa, like me, and you
Verse Two: AK-47
See uhh, laid back I'ma let the proper game at two rats
In the roll like two sacks
Dub essential when my homey came up
On the same drug for layin up they holla who that
Double check, just a couple hoes
Tryin to see where my head was at
On some problem shit
Wish to be up within the party shit
With the blunts and Bacardi shit
With the way she was dressed she might as well
had nuttin on your body bitch
Hit the red on my side cause you know how a party get
Nuttin but the proper cheese
To squeeze a little on and scoot on to proper chick
But really doe, once a man advance
and bend blocks smoke the last of these
Pimp cats done CC's
Heavy G's ninety-six flippin clips bout naturally
Bags seized through Darnell
Heavy sacks and drop-tops
Now look on your map and spot
wh
Big Lady Loving Lyrics
Words and Music by Steriogram Verse One Well your mum is the mum, And she likes to fight Listen to her heartbeat , You cant see me She’s the queen of putting out campfires Second to the market but she wont feed me Well she rise on her size, Keeps her eyes on the prize Gotta fridge, four remotes, And a couch with a TV She don’t use no tact when she’s on the attack Cause something had to get me going Chorus Because I’ve n
re we, R-I-D, E, and smokeWords and Music by Steriogram Verse One Well your mum is the mum, And she likes to fight Listen to her heartbeat , You cant see me She’s the queen of putting out campfires Second to the market but she wont feed me Well she rise on her size, Keeps her eyes on the prize Gotta fridge, four remotes, And a couch with a TV She don’t use no tact when she’s on the attack Cause something had to get me going Chorus Because I’ve n
Chorus
Verse Three: Belo
I, made my money on the DL
Closed shop in the Pontiac we bail
To the mall to ball we're all pall
Cause a brother gonna floss in front of these females
To the retail
Five double oh period double oh these suits
The Girbaud with the boots
Then I scoop, up the loot
Paid the cash and dashed past the lab or the members of
Put my foot in motion, exits the sto' with my brand new gear
Spring game in her ear
Tell her Miss to please me and dance till it'll make me hear
Get her dizzy off the Stanberg
Girlie had to run for months to pump up but I'ma handle her
like a man, I'ma stand if I fall
And when I fall, then the city better make the call
Left the mall, by the minutes of clothes
I suppose I get dressed to impress these hoes
Getty shoe fresh Guess from head to toe
Only wearin in the do' what the playas know
Bet y'all wanna see me niggaz wanna be me
Ne
Adult Books Lyrics
many many guys and girls all real beauties everybody making a stab they hurt themselves singles rule the world feeding on fresh blood one track eye below the belt all in a line all in a line they're all in a line like adult books i don't understand jackie susann meant it that way clifford shackles jane throws her on the floor she says, no, no, yes and he cuts the chains do plenty people go for tomata yes, but he just goes for that special girl who says, no
ver will they pimp free, pimp costsmany many guys and girls all real beauties everybody making a stab they hurt themselves singles rule the world feeding on fresh blood one track eye below the belt all in a line all in a line they're all in a line like adult books i don't understand jackie susann meant it that way clifford shackles jane throws her on the floor she says, no, no, yes and he cuts the chains do plenty people go for tomata yes, but he just goes for that special girl who says, no
And I get lost on the slide for the Ave gettin high while we ride
Chorus
[Johnny P]
Can you smoke and ride, in the back seat of a Cad'
Choppin up the paper for my homies Do or Die
Whoa yeah, whoahhah, yeah
Can I say it one more time
Can you smoke and ride, in the back seat of a Cad'
Choppin up the paper for my homies Do or Die
Whoa yeah, can you smoke and ride
with me baby, check it out...
Can you ride ride, ride ride ride ride
C'mon girl ride ride ride ride
Can you ride ride, ride ride ride ride
C'mon girl ride ride ride ride
Whoa yeah (whoa yeah)
Won't you ride with me baby (won't you ride with me baby)
With my homey Belo
My homey oh yeah, oh yeah, in my ride, c'mon baby, c'mon baby
Check it out
C'mon baby, oh yeah, can you ride with me baby
Ohhhwhoaaaah yeah, come girl
Won't you ride (I gotta know, I gotta know) I wanna go
Do you wanna go, yeahhh