Lyrics:
the exact right instruments
At the exact right time, in the exact right place?
Sometimes it's best not to overthink these things
Tally-ho!
Ladies
(You ain't a bitch or a ho)
U.N.I.T.Y., U.N.I.T.Y. that's a unity (You gotta let him know)
(You go, come on here we go)
U.N.I.T.Y., Love a black man from
start rejoicing
And the choir boys start to sing (dominus tannenbaum)
And the lords a-leaping
Give the ladies in waiting
Their five-ass golden rings
you under my cover
Bad than a mutha
I wanna show you, you could get it baby
Ditch your lady baby
Boy I know that you ain't had nobody like me
I
wrong because I'm not a ho
I tell where to stop and when to go
Oh
do you feel me now Oh,
dance with me now
Ladies help me out, what
megalomaniac
Fuck you I'm fighting back
Not a goddamn plan, no future
Jus hoops and weights and skates
and tracks by future
I'm lazy the ladies think I'm crazy
you, I
Listen, boys
Maybe it's me
But that's just not a
Hum-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mable melody!
Write more, work hard
Leave your name with the girl
to have a party right now
Everybody let me hear you say hooo
Say ho ho!
Now all the ladies
All the ladies in the house say oww
Say oww
Ya don't
kehke maange,
Bass boosted tracks,
Sab bhaad m jaaye,
Inke to bas speaker bajne chahiye,
Small town boy,
Carrying a small town,
On ma back,
05 represent,
hear is fuck witcha boy
[Chorus 2X]
Draped up and dripped out
Jealous ass bitches, let that steam out ya collar ho
Draped up and dripped out
Jealous
DPGC, ah ha d-A-Z, and the Bigg D-O double G
Little something for the ladies
Let me sing to 'em one time, nephew
Yeah, check this out
When I put
wrong because I'm not a ho
I tell where to stop and when to go
Oh
do you feel me now Oh,
dance with me now
Ladies help me out, what
We Married - The Bride Slide(Pop/R&B)
Performed by E. Walter Smith featuring LaVoria Reese & Lady Fay
Vamp
Bride Slide (Hey!)
Bride
In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome
Pickin' up the homies, we get em one by one
If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot
, white lady, by the key (key)
Ayy, cup full of Texas, poured by the three (three)
Hoped out the Porsche, went and sold me a P (a P)
Smoke a pussy nigga
[4-you-2-Know]
Finally got ourselves together
You ain't on, too damn cold
And we're pimpin' it
Pimpin' ain't easy for a lady
So we do what we
thangs loaded up
I mean them toys
Fuck them niggas if they fuck with my me or my boys
I'ma tru nigga don't care bout nothing boy
If ya start
the crapper
And I move on a lady give her what she deserve
Tryna win her dinner
Whole lotta bump in the night man a lot to be heard
I'ma bend her spinner
Booddy by by oh my my I love you and that's no lie
But you lived up to your title ho! Caroline, ha ha
Yeah, mad cash be spending
And thanks to you he
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
and when to go
aaaaaa
do u feel me now
aaaaaa (do u feel it now)
dance wid me now
aaaaaa (dance wid me now)
ladys wid me out
aaaaaa (fellas wid me out)
boy
a hunnid' and eighty
And if he ain't watchin' out
I might go fuck on his lady
Okay
All bark no bite ay
Workin' all night wait
Big boy, rockstar woah
Skrrt
I keep pimping
I keep pimping
I keep I, I keep pimping
I, I, I keep pimping
I got a bitch in the back, got a ho in the front
One cookin'
I keep pimping
I keep pimping
I keep I, I keep pimping
I, I, I keep pimping
I got a bitch in the back, got a ho in the front
One cookin'
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