Lyrics:
album by Chrome, the new artist Chrome
C-H-R-O-M-E, go get it, it's jammin' like a fool (yeah, yeah)
"Straight To The Pros," Chrome, October, 2005 (new
releases:
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Three little pigs of Green Jelly
It's Cloudly Now Album of Aviv Gefen (Hebrew)
What's up? of 4 NON BLONDES
a REAL live one
Hey momma, what's happening? (Dip da through the 9-7)
This one's for you baby girl
That's right (As we tip toe to the 9-8)
Lee, my baby, what's
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
friends wanna say something? No
I'm takin' you apart like a LEGO
98 doesn't play in these clubs
We took the goods and drove up
We fuck your bitch
Swanging out the ride
Gripping like the tires
It's album number 6 and I still got em by the neck and shit
Another album
More drip
So I got a new necklace
Ion
amaracus
Flexing like suburban Spartacus
Getting smacked up by unemployed hand models
Running out into traffic with Beaujolais bottles
Arabian nights,
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
leave[01:26.31]By my side you stayed with me[01:27.98]By my side you stayed with me[01:30.02]I don't want no one else besides you[01:31.74]I don't care bout nobody
[Mike Jones]
What my motherfuckin name!
Mike Jones...... Who?
Mike Jones.......Who?
Mike Jones...My album "Who Is Mike Jones" coming soon
Yeah!
Where
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Geting smacked up by unemployed hand models
Running out into the middle of traffic with beaujolais bottles
Arabian nites
White satellites
Voodoo is tight
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
punished, I stole a bitch's watch while her nigga was present
'98 i stole 8 Tomagatchis from Kevin and sold that bitch right back to Kevin
'99 it was Pokemon
What do I say
Say whatever the heck you want
Be on beat stay on beat
Oh my GOD
Yo here I go
Hey yo I don't know any words
My GOD
Play the Album
Verse 1: T.U.R.K
Imma keep it 100 as a hundred can be
Lyrically, none of these dudes is as nicer than me
If Jay had 99 problems and could end up
I wanna
Fuck up a check
Pull up in that vette
Yeah nigga come check out the neck
Young nigga come check out da flex
Yeah 98
Told her yea mama don't
ins Auge wie Bushwick Bill
Ich Kill at Will, und "Hit 'Em Up", Rap-A-Lot
Lös' mit meinem Album gleich den angeblich besten deutschen Rapper ab
Statt
I'm down with
'Til I replied, "the Navy Seals outfit"
They told me my album was coconuts so they rewound it
I knew they was hypnoholics by how
Yeah, what up with it ya'll(powerballin')
We come to the end of the powerballin' album
I hope you liked it and enjoy it (you know)
I'm
and tees is all on us
I still got fiends that owe
Me since back in ‘98
Trapping out their crib
Bagging up on nine plates
Always had beef, so I stay with
every one of y'all a fucking coward?
I'm doing god's work by myself
Every real nigga's just an extension of me
I live and I die by the code I made up in
screaming free all of my niggas
That's locked by them chains and thangs
Came up inda slums making bangs and thangs
Might have to get low
Mel with me that boy
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