Lyrics:
Of A Thousand Men by Tenpole Tudor)
Hoorah hoorah hoorah hey over the hills and now I'm on My way!
(I got out my tentpole and chewed er)
think
You flossin tonight?
Gimme that! matter of fact, toss me your ice
But still, my clique is too ill
And yall? yall more bitch than Dru Hill
The true
mafuckas think
You flossin tonight?
Gimme that! matter of fact, toss me your ice
But still, my clique is too ill
And yall? yall more bitch than Dru Hill
rather pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac
N****, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green
Getting hit by a pot of them grits, yo, nahmeen?
Lil Will
Need you in my bed
No Dru Hill
Let's rebuild
Staggered steps in the lobby
Trynna get to the room so I can catch me a body
Know she trynna ride
you know 5-0 went past it
I got my ass kicked, they said I looked suspicious
And all of the traffic got my black ass evicted
Inflicted by the drug
Of A Thousand Men by Tenpole Tudor)
Hoorah hoorah hoorah hey over the hills and now I'm on My way!
(I got out my tentpole and chewed er)
of style
Rockin off beat with a smile or smirk
Or chuckle, yet some are not up to
Cypress Hill Posse, so I love to
Step in the jam and slam, I'm not
begreifen, du bist schwul
Und gegen jede Crew mit aggressiven Raps wie Dru Hill
S der Boss, ihr macht erst auf Hasser, dann auf Freunde
Sieh, ich step an's
(flip that)
Sisco (platinum)
Dru hill
You know how the game go
You can't make up for the bullshit
Jumping on when nigga's is on, that's what nigga's is
popping they top
I'd rather pop bubbly, one for B-I-G and one for Pac
N****, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green
Getting hit by a pot of them
ain't talk right
They ain't talk right
Talkin' but it's all lies
Written by DvD (David Finch)
night)
I don't give a fuck what time it is
It can go down all night
Button up the honcho, grab the brownies and heat
First step, to collect a nigga's
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no
1993 creation for steps of born leezys
Wrote rhymes in class, bored by teachers
you will still catch some heat
'Cause I'm just (one of the killaz in the town)
And niggas know they call me Dru muthafuckin' Down
So homie step back,
hustled slangin' slabs at night
That got my mama addicted to crack and pipe
Raised in the motherfuckin' 6-5 Village with no gas, no lights
Hungry as fuck
Yeah
SLife
Tremendeux
Put ya motherfucking hands up
Five Oh Fo Bread
Bitch I been fed
Eastside
Talk that shit good
Bitch I slang wood out the circle
Athlete turned-actor, it must come as a shock
To be this big and still
Get overshadowed by The Rock
You take credit for "Despacito
" that's just silly
It's
I tell em, I say
One yourself when 2 niggas run up with 3 gats
A four, five, six shots
Seven like eight claps
Da nine milli throw ten shots
Where ya
Coke-a-snortin, cop a key
Coke man, coked up
Coke importing coke
Cocoa-cane, cocoa-cola
Ra-also me-leggo
Step up on the scene
Like a prince wearing purple
Purple
the be on dat N.E.G.
From the era causing terror
All up on da D.V.D's
Keep a lil P.Y.T.
I'm O.B.G.
Shame on he who steps to me
Im O.D.B.
To all the homies
by the projects while a nigger hollar
[Jay-Z]
I let her drive the V
She's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me
She's my pretty young thing
Rap
the Air
(Yeah Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear)
Spiel mir etwas Dru Hill, während ich mit meiner Crew chill'
Und du siehst, wie sich dieser
children play
The Writings On The Wall 5:49
(Dave Hill-Mal Spooner)
(Intersong/Warner Chappel)
Life's no more exciting after twenty one
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