Machacha, say there Mr. Macho
Exercise, lift them weights, you work out I'll palipatate
To coin a phrase you're the cat's meow
And I'm the dog so »
T-Shirts and Tight Blue Jeans
The Best of Divine: Native Love
by Divine
|
jokin'
Call right now, lines are open
Lose that fat......Ranch!
Kiss the fat goodbye
Lose weight wether you exercise or not
Contains no chemicals
No »
Fat-Burning Formula
Holy Cow
by Martini Ranch
|
Pumpin pounds of weight, nigga like exercise
Joe been over quarter five dope and homicide
Long before Charlie got knocked, until Madonna died
Young »
Gangsta
Loyalty
by Fat Joe
|
recognized, supplyin connects with pies
Pumpin pounds of weight, n**** like exercise
Joe been over quarter five dope and homicide
Long before Charlie got »
Gangsta
Loyalty [Clean]
by Fat Joe
|
lightning just struck
Holdin the do', cuttin they 'fros, wearin disguises
exercising, puttin on weight, increasing sizes
Packin they tools and rollin in »
The Godz Must Be Crazy
The Godz Must Be Crazier
by Jabber Jaw
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that I'm institutionalized
Freestyling's our only form of exercise
I don't lift weights, lift my mind to a higher state
If your shit's wack, you just »
Lockdown
Reclaiming the Dead
by Dice Raw
|
You want her attention
Well you'll have to wait
She's in the gymnasium
Reducing weight
In shorts of a leotard
Despite her age
The girl's »
Pride
Pride
by Robert Palmer
|
taste,
The acts of an idiot.
Now come to me, I'll accept that.
I'd never come looking for trouble.
I'm just exercising my right,
My right »
The Exile
Pearl Necklace
by Colour of Fire
|
off
And two shapes in the dark across the way
know the price of flight, its weight and size
If you've got something that sheds some light
Use it »
Use It
Twin Cinema
by The New Pornographers
|
The speech doesn't reach
The killing doesn't fix
No one is free from the fate
That a few men force us to take
Over-paid and over-weight
A population »
More of the Same
Roorback
by Sepultura
|
of belief exercise your demons when you dream the secrets that you keep inside are all you've ever known pay to ride and fuck to die reinvent another you but »
Angeldust
Exile in Oblivion
by Strung Out
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what to eat are tearin' us apart
When we were young we shared a common tongue
We ate and ate and ate and ate and never gained a bit of weight
But »
Corn Dogs
Songs for Tomorrow Morning
by The Bobs
|
overjoyed, overstep
My bounds, on your touchy subject
Your weight, your shape's not what I date
It's you, my crew don't mind it thick (Uh-uh)
Every woman »
Baby Phat
AOI: Bionix
by Yummy Bingham
|
to exercise the mind
Three-hundred and sixty degrees'll be fine
The weight of the world is what we hold
That's a six, followed by twenty-one zeroes »
Step Back
Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em
by Eric B. & Rakim
|
under my cheek
Like so close to me that when I move it squeaks
I ain't no big buff dude I'm a rap singer
I exercise one muscle that's my strap finger »
Trouble
Under tha Influence [Ark 21]
by DJ Quik
|
[Verse 3:]
I act a ass in this coop
Put on shows like its televised
They move a lot of weight
But I ain't talkin bout exercise
Just keep that AR15 »
They Don't Like That
On Top of Our Game
by Dem Franchize Boyz
|
have until it's tooken
And in fact, the moment you fear, all of that, you quote snaps
Well in a cell, did the exercises and wrote raps
I be a bigger star »
Behind Bars
Behind Bars
by Slick Rick
|
selling them tapes
I still be traveling I-10, but I ain't selling no weight
No more, blue over gray four do', in and out the lanes
Steady keeping my »
Hatin' Me
Life: The Making Of A Prophet
by Z-Ro
|
Then we cook em up
And let em dry
We break it down
And let em fly
Send em to the hood
And tell em bye
All my niggas liftin weight but we don't »
Body Count
Dream Chasers
by Meek Mill
|
Instead they wanna pump weights not the state
Better exercise take from work the rest get left inside
And whips chicks and kicks money we specialize
I be »
Fly Till I Die
Soul Survivor II
by Talib Kweli
|
the seat, up under my cheek
Like so close to me that when I move it squeaks
I ain't no big buff dude I'm a rap singer
I exercise one muscle that's my strap »
Trouble
The Best of DJ Quik: Da Finale [Clean]
by DJ Quik
|
the way you love me huh?
It's alive its alive rounds kill the eyes
I had to bring the bitch back like Frankenstein
I push weight but Gucci don't »
It's Alive
The Appeal: Georgia's Most Wanted
by Gucci Mane
|
Poland Spring
Not from Maine, I'm from New York, mayne
I'm the bandit, in the black Maybach in transit
300 pound nigga, hold weight, stop, hold, wait »
Like Me
Chilltown, New York
by Erick Sermon
|
less, strictly quality garments
Yo, exercise your right to bear arms, peace to salute the prostitutes
Constitution, precious moments in her life
From »
East Side Story
Prophecy
by Buddha Monk
|
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