504 Boyz Lyrics
504 Boyz Lyrics
"Check 'Em Lyrics"
Who Do You Think You Are? Lyrics
I'm giving you the news Your domination's through You gave the best you've got Now I'm out on top If you're in any doubt Listen to me I've got a right to say If you know what it's all about Who do you think yo
I'm giving you the news Your domination's through You gave the best you've got Now I'm out on top If you're in any doubt Listen to me I've got a right to say If you know what it's all about Who do you think yo
(Master P)
Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
I got five on the lips
But I ain't payin for the ass
You just got yo hair fixed
So can you pump a nigga gas
Now when you ridin in my truck can you pick a nigga dick
I got a boonapolist so can you be my trick
C-Murder called you hoes like some fuckin crash dummies
It ain't love when the motherfucking sex cost money
I ain't dissin you hoes
I just don't love you hoes
In yo raggedy ass Girbauds<
Nigga Please Lyrics
(ODB) I ain't no nigga My words can't be held against me I'm not caught up in your law All music must obey me All pain must obey me I cripple my enemies Got that careful vocabulary I can talk my way up out of
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When you swangin on them poles(ODB) I ain't no nigga My words can't be held against me I'm not caught up in your law All music must obey me All pain must obey me I cripple my enemies Got that careful vocabulary I can talk my way up out of
Now if you trippin then you know you livin trife
And if you dippin I can't put you in my life
Cause all hoes suck dick
Let me tell you dog hoes you fuckin with
See i don't play no games and i don't sweat no hoes
(But you Master P) Well bitch take off your clothes
Talk that shit now roll with it
Ya warefare check hoe go get it
(chorus)
(P) Check dem hoes
(Traci) Check dem niggas(4x)
(Traci)
Check dem hoes nigga
Paradise Lyrics
(A. Bell / V. Clarke) Hey, now did I tell you that I was going? Yes, I'm leaving, 'cause there's no room in this house. You're just too much in love with yourself. Tired of living in slow motion, gonna make the bubble burst,<
is you crazy(A. Bell / V. Clarke) Hey, now did I tell you that I was going? Yes, I'm leaving, 'cause there's no room in this house. You're just too much in love with yourself. Tired of living in slow motion, gonna make the bubble burst,<
You can stunt all you want but that shit don't phase me
(?) in front yo boys like you made me nigga
I hold my own ????????
Reppin like you gon shine
Nigga you is a waste of time
Gettin that ho to step to me
I gets down for mine
Me and my girls we don't play no games
Fuck you lames
When you walkin on side of me
I'm bringin you pain
You can talk that shit about suck yo dick
Get a grip
Broke bitch you ain't the shit
You know who you fuck
Alchemist Of Sorrows Lyrics
Alchemist of sorrow I am Midas in reverse, my gold has turned to lead all lovers I've forsaken are dancing with the dead lust and desire burning in hellfire great god below me, my future you have read Euphoria found it's grave
in witAlchemist of sorrow I am Midas in reverse, my gold has turned to lead all lovers I've forsaken are dancing with the dead lust and desire burning in hellfire great god below me, my future you have read Euphoria found it's grave
Drop a baby for you
Nigga you must be sick
Got no time for the lies all niggas is tricks
(chorus)
(P) Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
(Traci) Who dat call the police
Yo pa call the police
(P) Dem hoes call the police
(Traci) Dem niggas call the police
(P) Check dem hoes
(Traci) Check dem niggas
(P) Talk that shit now roll wit it
Yo warefare check ho go get it
(911 operator, did someone dial 911?)