Lyrics:
lands, and you sing this song:
I have a little dreidle, I made it out of clay!
And when its dry and ready, with dreidle I shall play!
Oh, dreidle dreidle
still snitchin'
Tryna play like a gangsta, pussy 'till you seen slime
Slime wipe yo ass behind, y'all don't know about the slime
I'mma back stabber
[Redman] Selecta come!!!!!
[Marley] Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio
[Verse 1: Method Man]
Oh no, another
Yeah, know I got that white kid with me, nigga, know what I'm sayin'
I ain't gon' waste no time, nigga
Right to it
I play in Bentleys while you
Amazin' man got a letter from a Asian fan
He asked, "Was I black
Was I gon' play Japan soon?"
Wrote back, "Yes", danced in the shower
Got dressed old
Yo, Play, I never expected that from you
A guy's entitled to one mistake, Cheryl
One mistake? That ain't what I heard
(laughs) yo, what are you
Yo, Play, I never expected that from you
A guy's entitled to one mistake, Cheryl
One mistake? That ain't what I heard
(laughs) yo, what are you
'cause they love the whole crew
Niggas talk about me, nigga, I'on know you (yeah)
Pop a nigga like a Molly
Yeah, Bape, Balmain, on my body
Niggas used
It's stuck in my head, head, in my head
It's stuck in my head, head, in my head
You're stuck in my head, you're all I think about
And there
I'm breathing in deep
Want it all on repeat
Play it on and on
'cause' it's good to know that
[Chorus]
You won't forget about me
As long as you
There was once an accordion player
Who didn't go to war
His mother said "I know all
You wanna do is play
But can't you see what's going on?"
It's
The label says we need to make a song today
Okay, so just get in here?
Yeah so, just- just rap about whatever you're thinking about
Uh, whatever I'm
Did you hear about Mary she's lookin' for a brand new man
did you hear about Mary she's lookin' for a brand new man
I'm a gonna try to catch her
Had eight hours to kill before the show
First I thought about heading up north of the bay
Then I knew where I had to go
I thought about taking
it always remains
[ CHORUS: The Holmes Brothers ]
I remember
When we used to play shoot-em-up, bang-bang
I remember
When we used to play shoot-em-up,
you're gonna
Never an unkept step
You wanna keep up with, can't be kept up with
You wanna be up on me, clone me
Not a chance
Clone me, don't play that
like me out here, nigga)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh-huh, I'm on yo' ass nigga, I don't play no games)
Pull up in a all-black Impala four deep, me and my
Let the record play,
Let the record play,
Let the record play.
The way that you dance,
The way that you move,
The way that you stare at me
to play the big shot yeah and she's still dressing strange
She still has a hard time
Telling you about herself
So let me tell you a little about
and it's on
[Chorus: x2]
I hope she's ready
Cause she about to get it
Like how she move her body
So I'm about to hit it
Now put it on her (put it
bit closer, let me be your style
I'm crazy, baby, I'm crazy about your love
Let me tell about myself
Now, I'm a little bit different than
I stopped at a road house in Texas
It was a little place called Hamburger Dan's
And I heard that old jukebox a playin'
A song about a truck
I stopped at a road house in Texas
It was a little place called Hamburger Dan's
And I heard that old jukebox a playin'
A song about a truck
[Chorus]
Nashville cats, play clean as country water
Nashville cats, play wild as mountain dew
Nashville cats, been playin' since they's babies
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