Lyrics:
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
it out
Hey yo, c'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
Uhh, c'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just
Uh, ha, ha
Pump ya fists like this, c'mon
Pump ya fists like this, c'mon
Pump ya fists like this, c'mon
Pump ya fists like this, c'mon
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
in
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon dive in
Come on dive in
Sitting by the water, sweating out buckets
Wishing I could just dive in
If I wanna be
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
I've not been reached by
the power of god
I've
Not gonna be the one to stay inside alone
Not gonna be the one to
Sit there by the phone
We've got a reputation
We'll shake it off someday
Not gonna
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe
Just gonna drop this on one of them Moby beats
Here we go
C'mon
Put your hands in the air
Alright y'all
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe
Chuck
Just gonna drop this on one of them moby beats
Here we go
c'mon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / y'all
Here I come again now, baby
Like a dog in heat
Tell it's me by the clamor now baby
I like to tear up the street
Now I been smokin for so long
day
No fun, my babe
No fun
No fun, my babe
No fun
No fun to be alone
Walking by myself
No fun to be alone
In love
With nobody else
Well,
day
No fun, my babe
No fun
No fun, my babe
No fun
No fun to be alone
Walking by myself
No fun to be alone
In love
With nobody else
Well,
day
No fun, my babe
No fun
No fun, my babe
No fun
No fun to be alone
Walking by myself
No fun to be alone
In love
With nobody else
Well,
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe
Just gonna drop this on one of them Moby beats
Here we go
C'mon
Put your hands in the air
Alright y'all
To wake
Not swallowed by willows
Half eaten by widows
A new day's begun
Smile
Cause nothing here matters
The spiders get fatter
Explode into
surrounded by the same shit
I’m on a champagne sip
Got the flame late still moving up
It’s open seas like the salve ship
Buffling the plague click
You know you
to the front of the line
We're gonna stay by
[Chorus 1]
This one's for North Carolina! C'mon and raise up
Take your shirt off, and twist is 'round yo hand
Spin
he'd be a little boy
But he'll get taller as the time goes by
He'd be a little boy, he'd be a little boy
But pretty soon he'll hear the other boys
Written by kim wilde & g. mcfarlane
There's an endless sky and
It's just you and I
You're close to me
We tried to say goodbye but
But we can't be
Yeah, yeah
Check it out, y'all
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon
celebrity face let's go!
Always around when you call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around shit's enough
Believe me 'dey won't get funk
C'mon I got
did my child
You drove me nearly out of my head
You stood by and never shed a tear
But I remember every word that was said
Oh yes, I remember,
and grow up by herself
So, she wrote a letter to them on the way to school
The way to school now
Said she cannot live her life under her father's rule
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