Lyrics:
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
can bring yo crew (Yea yea)
Fuck em by the two’s if she a nympho too (Yea yea)
Got yo bitch you know, ain’t know she was yo hoe
Take em down three in
and the crew
We got them bandz bandz, nigga we counting blues
We got them bandz bandz, racks on racks times 2
A 100 racks to blow but I never keep it on me
actin' like they chill like my neck
But these "snowmen" swag some dumb shit like the crew-sweater-neck
Chinks could be blinded by the floss so specs is
stoppin' us
Eternal with the burner, fast-paced but slow learner
Beatin' me that's like Ike gettin' slapped by Tina Turner
Nigga I'm the best rapper
We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it's about
boy I stuck
And I live by the code
The freaky it cost me a loaf
And wouldn't beef with a clown
You know he a joke i had to go get me a load
Made her
Yo check it out, we gonna do it like this for the '93 flava
Know what I'm saying? Letting you know this is Organized
We got the crew in the house
on the scene
Well, it's not that we're rowdy, rude, raunchy or loud
But a match into nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe I'll take two
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
check two
I gotta rhyme for you
And we layin' it down
With four turntables, foo
Two microphones
So let it be known
That smoke's being blown
While
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
a mule
to put my kids through school
Live by my number one rule, got to support my crew
I’ve got nothin’ to lose, divin’ head first in the pool
I’ll be
Voyage commences in T-10 seconds
10
9 Get Ready
8
7
6 Y'all Ain't Ready
5
4 Buckle Up
3
2
1
Analogical
Introducing your pilot
I'm the bar lord,
that got the shorties in the smash)
Take one (take two) We comin through for your crew
(Who are you?) Talkin about you man (you can't Wu)
But you
fucking limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke
Shout out my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
Two for me, two for you (woo)
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck 'em
a remix
Kicking flavor in ya ear its the 36 Oooo
Called up the crew cause the beat was bumping
And they rolled up like i had beef or something
Rondell is
Zoning in this wrinkle in time
Just zoning in this wrinkle in time
Suddenly I had the urge to purge the mental
A smooth instrumental blessed my
you know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
So I was like aight, yo, can I get into it? (Uh-huh)
My crew down to do it, if she gonna pursue it (uh-huh)
Yeah
I Wake Up, Get Fly
Take Pictures? Hell Nah
My crew, 2 Live
Cooking, stir fry
I wake up, too fly
Hotter than July
Wanna kick it, Muay Thai
Wheezy outta here
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done fucked the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin'
I done did the jackin', now I'm
man but when the gat is in my hand
You can bet my monkey ass is comin' out on top
LA hustlers can't live without money
So before I make sense I
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
bitch swim in it
Feel the vibes move right you
Live life and choose what you do
Got the crew, got the night
Cruising getting high
Rulers of the mind
Tune
Discuss these crew to cre instrumental by 2 live crew Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In