Lyrics:
Justin, Johnny, Naomi, Seann, Kieran
Man, am I finished? Nope, damn it I still got Uma, Josh, Jason
Stephen and Jimmy, Greg, Bob and the other ones, fuck,
cinto?
'Tavas quase, nice try, son
I'll break it down:
Triplos sentidos tipo os do Kobe
Se é beef é bife kobe sou vivo e vivo low, g
Tu: big chick, blow me
the song that help you pull thru
2nd Verse
Situations gone come along and try to break you down but you must always remember you have a mind that is sound
sound like a chicken so its time to get plucked
By a gangsta, keep one up in the chamber
Don't make me wear your ass like some 85 Wranglers
Now you all
the breaks
That's how it is my friend don't make no mistake
Man has to take some action all of the time
Man by his nature's never satisfied
Man just
a pound and break down the rest (break it down)
Niggas iffy, got my glizzy, I just found a vest (stressed)
I pray to God that I don't die tonight (I pray
drag in it.
Santini verse 3.
What is Tini Boppin? Let me break it down.
Only do it if you popping, ladies break it down.
Act like you just came from
count to ten I want you to jump up, stay there
Oh, ho, but don't come down 'til I flash the light
You deserve a break today, have it your way
Funk is
the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly
Waddup p not a got damn thang I got action at the bitch she just looked my way
Hey hoe bitch I know u know my name
Stomp down 16 Dazsy sue flame
on niggas, so I get it for delf
[Verse 6]
These niggas come through in the club
When ya get the crush, anything that go down
Gotta deal wit us
If we
lady's singing that war cry
We'll break them up like mannequins
Look them in the eyes they're panickin'
Draped up in a bear hide
We ain't Indians, we
And niggas they give you love, cus dey down for it
Now that's just how it goes, and all the hoes on me
And everything is V.I.P, and that's on D.P.G
Now
Nicko: But that's diff... look...
Steve: I bollocked...I was shouting at ya, "look, my gear's gone down".
Nicko: It's me that fucked-up.
Steve:
I need to calm down
Before I fucking snap
I'm working on my yoga
I've been working on my raps
I saw too many things
There's no going back
The game
Rather than see the D.O.C
From a p.o.p as loud as B.O.B
Don't run in crowds
Just run around with
My heart and my name
Don't hunt em down
They come in
enough
Bob your head man roll your red, get your grind on and
Forget the FED's
It's going down in H-Town, playa look around we ain't
Scared
We ball
from the dirt
Back to avenge his own death on this Earth
Ever hear of Jason, then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it first
I can't
Usually calm, but when it's on, nigga trained
To drop the bomb, word to my mom
Ya'll niggaz playin
[P. Diddy - talking behind Chorus]
Yeah, Bad Boy
Yeah,
that hate out
He unbinds his fate to break down
Like bob was lost and found
Feels like a decade ago, since he last saw her vacate
Last couple fight out
I just bought me a great long ticket
I'm gonna use it at 4 P.M.
So you can call your secret love
And break the news to him
You thought your
bumper)
Con el Voltage (Yo le rompo el bumper)
From P.R. to Califa (If you hit it, gonna break my bumper)
Rompe el bumper (Yo le rompo el bumper)
That's
down her back
The mirror tells of her mistake
Her heart is fit to break
So when it's dark and her cousin sleeps
Into the room she creeps
count to ten I want you to jump up, stay there
Oh, ho, but don't come down 'til I flash the light
You deserve a break today, have it your way
Funk is
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