Lyrics:
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
a ho and she a hoe, now that's too many hoes
Boy you been a hoe since Arsenio
Fuck yo' bitch, put her in the figure four
Scope on the gun, better
When I walk by, tell me, what do you see?
You see a young LL Cool J, that means
Ladies Love Cool Jewelry, jewelry
I'ma shine all night, it's gon'
the drama
And tuck the lama, now suck your mama
Boom boom bang clack zoom zoom
Hum hum guys wise yes touch pum pum
I'm Gotti boy, with that shotty toy
shorty hottie
Ye tange gey diwaro pe aur ball hogi muhh mei plus dard hoga inhe jaise bb ka gauty
Murdock boys got devil inside toh bae soch k rakheyo
If you hear any noise, it ain't the boys
It's Ladies' Night, uh-huh
Get down on it, get down on it
Get down on it, get down on it, come
nice with his hands he don't need no band
Rocks 45's, and 33's
Rocks boys men women and young ladies
He can slice so precise it's almost fun
And he
good meal
When all his clothes look -
By tenneth night he's drowsy
Why too boy is he lousy
Ho ho ho ho a lady needs a change
let the world go by
If you're mine say, you love me, you love me, you love me
Boy take my hand and make me a part of you and the love that
You gave
love you, I love you, I love you
Freeze the time, let the world go by
If you're mine say, you love me, you love me, you love me
Boy take my hand
What ho.... sed de ting!
Welcome to "not alot of people know that, part 5." Yes, you lot out there, ah you're so lucky! How can you
be getting so
the stacks
Can I get a hey (Hey!)
Can I get a ho (Ho!)
Dogg Pound Gangstas and Bad Boy
Here we go
We bustin' heads with a Moet bottle [glass break]
Hey, this one for all the ladies out there
This like that old Kanye
That College Dropout Kanye
This that "New Workout" though
When you in the gym
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
It''s the son of the preacher, but raised by the dope lady
Talkin' get money, pimp hard so niggas
and the mind
Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line
The clickety sound of the southbound freight
And the high speed hum of a passenger train
Becomes
He heard I got that good good now he got it bad
I heard around the hood hood that he gotta bag
If that booty homemade
Shake it like you ho made
If
Dee
[all three] and the boys
[Kool Moe Dee] And y'all say
whip, whip, Whip, Whip, Whip!, Whip!, WHIP!, WHIP!
HO!!, ho, HO!!, ho, HO!!, ho, HO
Uh, yeah, the boy Extra
We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean?
It's the R-O-C, since 9-6, you know we get busy
Got the young lady
Uh, yeah, the boy Extra
We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean?
It's the R-O-C, since 9-6, you know we get busy
Got the young lady
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
room, hang it on the wall
In remembrance that I rocked them all
Suckers, ducks, ho, hum MC's
You can't rock the kid, so go cut the cheese
Take this
the noise
But ever since I met you, I-
Listen, boys
Maybe it's me
But that's just not a
Hum-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mable melody!
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