Big Moe Lyrics
Big Moe Lyrics
"Purple Stuff Lyrics"
Sappy Lyrics
And if you save yourself You will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar And you'll think you're happy He'll give you breathing holes And you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with grass And you'll think you're happy Now
[Intro: Big Moe]
Throw, yo' hands highhh - wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh - wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh - wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh - wave 'em side to side
[Big Moe]
Everybody clap yo' hands, and sing along wit me
It's Big Moe, da barre baby, representin these Southside streets
Now if you ain't heard of me then you don't know wassup
You can find me on them Screw CD's talkin about 'Purple Stuff'
[Chorus]
Purple stuff! (Purrr
Purple stuff! (Purrrr-pullll) Purple stuff, purple stuff
Purple stuff! (Purrrr-pullll) Purple stuff, purple stuff
Purple stuff! (Purrrr-pullll)
[Big Moe]
Now see it started back in seventy-fo', Teri gave life to Moe
See momma was a hustler, daddy was a buster, y'all know how that go
I was raised Screwed Up Texas, didn't know my direction
Now I'ma state representative, been chose by election
Some said I wouldn't make it, but I'm still in the game
Things
man it's funny how things done changed
I hooked up with that DJ Screw
He slowed it down, chop-chopped it too
Got blades on the bus, candy paint on the truck
If you wanna know what's in my cup..
[Chorus] - 1/2
[D-Gotti]
Now.. now.. now..
That 'Purple Stuff', that Houston soda in my cup
Now I'm behind the wheel, catch the wood, I'm done
Under the influence of bar (?)
Drank stains on my FUBU and I still feel like a star
Now I'ma go up behind the wh
Wrapped around a pole and took a sip from my cup
Now I can't slip up, (?) clipper
Catch a playa leanin impa-uh, one up in the trunk
Now.. now hut, two, three to da fo'
I done slammed up the fo' wit a Crush Pineapple
Gotti gon' last long but I ain't sippin wit dat bowl
Drinkin at the bar baby I be way too throwed
And I guess a playa had about enough..
[Chorus]
[repeat Intro, mingle with Chorus and ad libs]
I love that Purple Stuff, yeah..
And if you save yourself You will make him happy He'll keep you in a jar And you'll think you're happy He'll give you breathing holes And you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with grass And you'll think you're happy Now
[Intro: Big Moe]
Throw, yo' hands highhh - wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh - wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh - wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh - wave 'em side to side
[Big Moe]
Everybody clap yo' hands, and sing along wit me
It's Big Moe, da barre baby, representin these Southside streets
Now if you ain't heard of me then you don't know wassup
You can find me on them Screw CD's talkin about 'Purple Stuff'
[Chorus]
Purple stuff! (Purrr
It's A Little Late Lyrics
I trembled in your presence I was lost the very minute That you came my way There was no escape I pictured us together But you told me you weren't ready Said it's much too soon That's a year ago You asked me to be
r-pullll) Purple stuff, purple stuffI trembled in your presence I was lost the very minute That you came my way There was no escape I pictured us together But you told me you weren't ready Said it's much too soon That's a year ago You asked me to be
Purple stuff! (Purrrr-pullll) Purple stuff, purple stuff
Purple stuff! (Purrrr-pullll) Purple stuff, purple stuff
Purple stuff! (Purrrr-pullll)
[Big Moe]
Now see it started back in seventy-fo', Teri gave life to Moe
See momma was a hustler, daddy was a buster, y'all know how that go
I was raised Screwed Up Texas, didn't know my direction
Now I'ma state representative, been chose by election
Some said I wouldn't make it, but I'm still in the game
Things
Blind Eye Halo Lyrics
I came here to justify, Such a thing would never cross your mind. Those scars that you wear, Seem like they lie and they won't disappear. Once again you will cross that line, Without reflection. Filthy and denied. Information: Dead to the n
one changed, diamond rangs;I came here to justify, Such a thing would never cross your mind. Those scars that you wear, Seem like they lie and they won't disappear. Once again you will cross that line, Without reflection. Filthy and denied. Information: Dead to the n
man it's funny how things done changed
I hooked up with that DJ Screw
He slowed it down, chop-chopped it too
Got blades on the bus, candy paint on the truck
If you wanna know what's in my cup..
[Chorus] - 1/2
[D-Gotti]
Now.. now.. now..
That 'Purple Stuff', that Houston soda in my cup
Now I'm behind the wheel, catch the wood, I'm done
Under the influence of bar (?)
Drank stains on my FUBU and I still feel like a star
Now I'ma go up behind the wh
Case Of The Misplaced Mic Lyrics
They finally did it (what’s that?) They stole the mic I grip Now that it’s gone (what’s wrong?) I’m feelin’ tired and sick (How did they do it?) I don’t know I wasn’t sleepin’ that long When I woke up (what happened brother?) My mi
eel cause I done woke upThey finally did it (what’s that?) They stole the mic I grip Now that it’s gone (what’s wrong?) I’m feelin’ tired and sick (How did they do it?) I don’t know I wasn’t sleepin’ that long When I woke up (what happened brother?) My mi
Wrapped around a pole and took a sip from my cup
Now I can't slip up, (?) clipper
Catch a playa leanin impa-uh, one up in the trunk
Now.. now hut, two, three to da fo'
I done slammed up the fo' wit a Crush Pineapple
Gotti gon' last long but I ain't sippin wit dat bowl
Drinkin at the bar baby I be way too throwed
And I guess a playa had about enough..
[Chorus]
[repeat Intro, mingle with Chorus and ad libs]
I love that Purple Stuff, yeah..