Lyrics:
They said every album gotta have it
I didn't want to believe it
I didn't even want to write it
Cause I don't even mean it
Here's a generic love song
still you go unprotected
You need to focus on a hit, need to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q in the hoe nigga section
Go get injected with
trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart movement.
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album
Yeah, whoa, whoa
I just been feeling like, it's all clickin', you know?
(Hit-Boy)
Like it's all working out, and I'm 'bout to work out
Colossal
Kate, I'm honoured to have you, my daughter
Sing on my Chrstmas album with me
Here is a lovely song called Winter Wonderland
And maybe you could
Nobody sees
Nobody knows
We are a secret, can't be exposed
That's how it is, that's how it goes
Far from the others, close to each other
Nobody needs
Intro: Puff Daddy
I'ma make you dance
And we won't stop, cause we can't stop (repeat 3X)
Don't stop
KRS-One
Puff Daddy
Bad Boy remix
Hit me baby
of the urban make your shit sound rural
She said I hit it so deep she need a epidural
Them other niggas have you looking like a squirrel
Now that's nuts. I
Cassidy
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Submitted by : Daniella Roman ~*A.k.A Bubbles*~
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INTRO
R.Kelly:
Ladies and gentlemen, you are
getting pass-ons, be by-gones
Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on
We feel this way every single day all day
So make way
Was
that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better
to my CD
You see right now ain't no other rappers hot but me
Oh yeah, Pac and B.I.G. RIP
But if you ain't feeling the same way press Eject
I'll even give
mama occupied from nursing school, studying
He walk up to his room, playing tunes in headphones he got for Christmas
Stepping into other worlds through
at your engineer:
A Japanese guy with glasses on with straight leg jeans and a beer
Got you on Hit Factory with four groupies with acne
Thinking you
God given
This is hard livin', mixed with Cristal sippin'
It's the most consistent, Hov
Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc
Snoop talking:
Ay yo G-1 I been listening to this nigga Quik album
& he ain't got no songs about the pussy. You know
that nigga gotta have something
right from wrong
I got wronged by my brothers, significant others
But I still count myself blessed, got a loving father and mother
Yeah, a ripity flipity
they won't
stop it
Though it's just my dad's mum and la mama de la mama'
Played your mum my album and she's like "T come on
by!"
And I'll come
again
Fucked a girl and ha friend
Feel like savage hit em in a benz
Kno kap went in
Made one do a spin
The other one got pinned
They was bussin in twos
Ight nigga
That shit was ight
That shit was ight
I ain't gone lie though
When this Hidden Gem shit drop
You other fuck niggas
Just
Just
Leave y'all
Betty bye to you other guys, you ain't getting on my level here
Step aside when I'm getting mines, I won't let it slide
See, well aware
Oh my god, hit
we hit the road and toured on
Our biggest record as a band as
You all know Hayley and I dated and
Broke up during this album cycle things
Then started
Death row, that's for these niggas, I'ma hit 'em up
Makaveli, it's All Eyez on Me
Pinkie rings, it's still M-O-B (M-M-M-Maybach Music)
I been tryin',
to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast
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