Against the Grain (Clean)
Youngbloodz lyrics
Youngbloodz lyrics
"Booty Club Playa Lyrics"
Silver Screen Lyrics
Bill Payne, Paul Barrere, Fred Tackett Every night she sits there TV blasting in her face People runnin' runnin' to and fro, it's such a frantic pace But in her hand she's got control, remote as that may seem A certifiable obsession a broadcast malady When all is said and done she's i
Bill Payne, Paul Barrere, Fred Tackett Every night she sits there TV blasting in her face People runnin' runnin' to and fro, it's such a frantic pace But in her hand she's got control, remote as that may seem A certifiable obsession a broadcast malady When all is said and done she's i
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You'se just a booty club playa (a break yourself pimp)
A hit the club, spend the dub (ol' sucka-ass self) (x4)
(Sean Paul)
When I hit the GC, my money buckled ??
These hoes shakin' they ass, but they ain't shakin' it for free
Lookin' dead at me, finna' get me for what I got
Tattoo on the ass, got my tilly core hot
Now I'm almost out the door, one hour left before they close
Shawty went upstairs, freshened up and changed her clothes
Smellin' good, lil' shawty ?
"Can you lend a couple hundred to your little cuz?"
And he did, so it's on, dj play my favorite song
Roddelen 3 Lyrics
Nu ga ik roddelen (over wie?) Over de blanken (booee!) Blanken mensen houden van denken en willen alles weten Houden van bier (burp!) en feesten de meeste kunnen niet dansen Vraag het maar aan m'n oom en tante Susan (waarom) is getrouwd met een blanke man nu eet ze spruitjes en aardappelen
Shake em' off, she shook em' off, I broke her offNu ga ik roddelen (over wie?) Over de blanken (booee!) Blanken mensen houden van denken en willen alles weten Houden van bier (burp!) en feesten de meeste kunnen niet dansen Vraag het maar aan m'n oom en tante Susan (waarom) is getrouwd met een blanke man nu eet ze spruitjes en aardappelen
Put the money in her thong
All night long these nigga lookin' at me like I'm wrong
Don't where your playa' partner, do dis' thang til' the money gone
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(J-Bo)
It's Friday night, so what the hell is their to do?
I guess I'll hit club Niggas and go and get a drank or two
And who do I see at the end of the bar?
It's that booty club playa, the same one without no car
Spendin' his mad little ends on some ass and his friends
And now the night begins as I hit the gentlemens
And then after then, I'm a' go and head over to Magic City<
O Come O Come Emanuel Lyrics
O come o come Emanuel And ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appears Rejoice! Rejoice! Emanuel shall come to thee, o Israel (Bumm, bumm, bumm, bumm) Ah well, ooh (Bumm, bumm, bumm) Ooh O come, Desire of nations,
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Where I can get slizzard some mo', and see alot mo' tittiesO come o come Emanuel And ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appears Rejoice! Rejoice! Emanuel shall come to thee, o Israel (Bumm, bumm, bumm, bumm) Ah well, ooh (Bumm, bumm, bumm) Ooh O come, Desire of nations,
And bitties actin' shitty for somethin' they ain't got
So look here shawty, it ain't no need you gettin' hot
For as I take another shot, up on them rocks
Now let me see dat' thang, as I proceed to blow the spot
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(Sean Paul)
My fare lookin' shawt, done spent all my change
Ain't even got .35 to call a cab man
Nigga I'm big pistol, drank another drank of win'
On the dance wit' cha'
Shawty really, want me to come home wit' her
Chargin' five hundred, but I ain't got it to give her
Put my paper down, cut her u
Chanson espagnol Lyrics
Nous venions de voir le taureau, Trois gar?ons, trois fillettes, Sur la pelouse, il faisait beau. Et nous dansions un bolero Au son des castagnettes. Dites moi, voisin, Si j'ai bonne mine, Et si ma basquine Va bien, ce matin. Vous me trouvez la taille fine? Vous
p like a swisherNous venions de voir le taureau, Trois gar?ons, trois fillettes, Sur la pelouse, il faisait beau. Et nous dansions un bolero Au son des castagnettes. Dites moi, voisin, Si j'ai bonne mine, Et si ma basquine Va bien, ce matin. Vous me trouvez la taille fine? Vous
Damn, I'm that club bandit, nigga they call me mister
That nigga in the club payin' bills to your sister
(J-Bo)
Now once again, I go crunk off in the back
Wit' my nigga Mark Twayne and Sean Paul off in the Lac'
And now it's on the crack, and we actin', and cuttin' the fool
For every benjamin that we spend ain't nothin' cool
So I'm a' let you know, just in case you didn't know
That them Attic Crew boys steppin' in just for the low
And if you ain't wit' it, then deal wit' it, I gotsta go
Cause we ain't bout' no games, and you can take that to the store
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