Lyrics:
piggy
Hold em steady like Jiggy
With the money Rolling in
Dark clouds getting heavy
Where my bread be
In the bag
Sit down relax
And break of a chunk
to get rich
Down to hit a switch, let me come
Down aww boy nasty bitch
All up in my face, ridin got bass
Late night on the what Screw with the Grace
Actin
to get rich
Down to hit a switch, let me come
Down aww boy nasty bitch
All up in my face, ridin got bass
Late night on the what Screw with the Grace
Actin
the whack, with a loaded pack
Black Cross Courts is the chosen attire
Heavy with the lyrics, all balls are fire
Cause I'm (*scratched* - "Dope, are great"*)
In
on the right, yeah
I don't get caught by the lights, nah
I'm like a thief in the night, uh
I got it by my side
On the right
Yeah, I got no time
I'm with my
got game by the ounce
Your mans he staring at me pick face off the ground
You know we rockin heavy when we hear that bass sound like
All this bass make
set place to be
Heart synced with the bass to every beat
Face new problems each and every week
Leave me alone
I need some time to think
On the road With
Oh girl, this boat is sinking,
There's no sea left for me,
And how the sky gets heavy
When you are underneath it
Oh, I want to sail away from
Ace is the place with the helpful hardware
Prime's got a spare, it's truth or dare
Stare into the face of a kid who is a hypocrite
Take all
Meanwhile, Peter made a lasso out of the dental floss
and, carefully letting
it down, caught the Wolf by the tail and pulled with all his might.
Feeling
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
listen up
It's the Peas with the sound
We's about the break out
Shake the whole Earth now
Bass down up and loud whenever we get...
Set it off in your
we up again, listen up
It's the Peas with the sound
We's about the break out
Shake the whole Earth now
Bass down up and loud whenever we get...
let me come down aww boy nasty bitch
All up in my face, ridin got bass
Late night on the what Screw with the Grace
Actin bad with that Judd, Joe
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
(Big Moe)
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chillin with my partna named D-mo
Its on his birthday we comin through
In
I wake up
I recognize you're lookin' at me
For the pay cut
But homicide be lookin' at you
From the face down
What Mac-11 even boom with the bass down
the ill skill yo, did you listen
I bust caps with raps, packin heavy ammunition
Chorus: *vocal samples*
"Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.."
dancing through the desert, swingin' to the beat (swing it baby)
Rat Pack style, groovin' to the electro heat (oooh-wee)
Bass heavy, it's the sound
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
as I cop the whip
I'll be like fifty miles
Up and away, pass by the bay
With my music on it's way
Turn up the bass, what did I say
I do this shit
the bass make your body shake
And put you in a back brace
Bottles we guzzling taking them by the dozen,
Lovin' the summertime buzz I'ma keep sculling,
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
as gravity
life is all funny till you peep that tragedy
we all color poetry
heavy as an oak tree
by the base of the Mississippi
by the base
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