Ol Dirty Bastard lyrics
Ol Dirty Bastard lyrics
"Dont You Know Lyrics"
Play With Fire Lyrics
Well you got your diamonds And you got your pretty clothes A chauffeur drives your car You let everybody know Dont play with me Youre playin with fire
Well you got your diamonds And you got your pretty clothes A chauffeur drives your car You let everybody know Dont play with me Youre playin with fire
[Girl 1:] Oh cutie got it goin' ON!
[Girl 2:] Cute? What? That dirty motherfucker?
[Girl 1:] You buggin'!
[Girl 2:] Ain't no buggin', he's some ugly motherfucker.
[Girl 1:] You buggin', no -- look at his disposition, shorty gotta stride!
[Girl 2:] What stride? Ugly motherfucker, he ain't shit.
[Girl 1:] See, that's my plate, brother may kill me like that.
[Girl 2:] You got mad sour flavor on shorty, cuz that ain't
Hasta Morir Lyrics
No creas que por estar sentado aqu? no voy a poder correr hacia t? No creas que por estar amarrado aqu? no voy a poder abrazarte a t? Hasta morir Hasta morir Hasta mor
shit at all...No creas que por estar sentado aqu? no voy a poder correr hacia t? No creas que por estar amarrado aqu? no voy a poder abrazarte a t? Hasta morir Hasta morir Hasta mor
[Girl 1:] I'm -- yo G, I don't think he realizes it. Look at him!
[Girl 2:] Look at what? Dirty motherfucker, he ain't shit.
[Girl 1:] Hahaha, you don't see what I see, B.
[Girl 2:] I don't see nothing, you ain't blind, sisso.
[Girl 1:] True, true. Just look at him, just look at his disposition!
[Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard]
Approach the school nine thirty, you're late
This time happy the s
Peel Me A Grape Lyrics
Peel me a grape Crush me some ice Skin me a peach Save the fuzz for my pillow Start me a smoke Talk to me nice You gotta wine me and dine me Don't try to fool me
lution was my date.Peel me a grape Crush me some ice Skin me a peach Save the fuzz for my pillow Start me a smoke Talk to me nice You gotta wine me and dine me Don't try to fool me
Get in your class, walk to your chair
Pop is all you see and then occasionally stare
At the teacher, more, tune in to we're clocking ya.
Lean back at this girl kept clockin' ya hood
Simulated from a (sensimilia) blonde,
Tell the young girl "Baby, you're the one I want."
She doesn't respond, pretends to ignore
So you say to yourself, it be her old and sore mentally
Pitchin' lies, the aim on the board as hot and wild pussy
You cannot afford this
Oooh, what slim and trim was my inner friend
Dear, quietly I want him to know my boots,
To rap out loose in my class,
But I kept sayin' the size of my dick and that ass.
So I turned around to arrange a date.
Swinging episode, baby number one's gotta say it
She popped a gum, cold twist to come
I said "Baby, how you feel?"
She said "Sure"
Then I