L.G. Wise Lyrics
L.G. Wise Lyrics
"Hell Yeah Lyrics"
All Roads Lyrics
all roads lead to Zion after all is said and done all roads lead to Zion after all this confusion all roads lead to Zion after all this temptation all roads lead to Zio
all roads lead to Zion after all is said and done all roads lead to Zion after all this confusion all roads lead to Zion after all this temptation all roads lead to Zio
Sexy chica that'll pop the cris
while they watchin' you lick your lips
And you can puff the lye and you can pimp and ride
and you can thug until the day you die
Now you can smoke the blunts, tote the gats
And be the phatest one with the Lex
Homeboy you can pop the X, you can try sex
With the set tatted on your neck
You can be the H to the Izzo, V to
Hometown Girl Lyrics
Years ago in my hometown I was a headstrong girl and a heartstrong one / We'd ride all summer with the top rolled down through the sleepy streets of that Jersey town Now I knew girls when
the IzzaYears ago in my hometown I was a headstrong girl and a heartstrong one / We'd ride all summer with the top rolled down through the sleepy streets of that Jersey town Now I knew girls when
Really don't matter what y'all jiggas sizzay
You can live it up but you still gonna pizzay
Where you gonna run on Judgment dizay
Chorus
Hell yeah
You can go to Hell yeah
If you don't change, change, change, change, change
uh hua, chang, change, change, change, change
(repeat)
You can be like Pastor Troy and them New Orleans boys
Big Wheels Lyrics
BIG WHEELS (Clovis Yarnall) « © '57 copyright control » Oh them big wheels are turning going somewhere And they're carrying her away from my side Yes I cried though
Everyone flossin' up in the toysBIG WHEELS (Clovis Yarnall) « © '57 copyright control » Oh them big wheels are turning going somewhere And they're carrying her away from my side Yes I cried though
Candy coated chevy comin with the noise
Everybody grinnin 'cuz its shiney boys
Everytime I turn around I see a jitter bug
Now the jitter bug wanna be a thug
Momma and Daddy and them ain't show no love
If you don't switch it up I'm gonna tell you what
50 years old still up in the club
Pay to see the young girls shake their butt<
Summertime Lyrics
Intro/Chorus: *sung* summer, summer, summertime time to sit back and unwind Verse One: Fresh Prince Here it is the groove slightly transformed just a bit of
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Don't need another drink, look at your gutIntro/Chorus: *sung* summer, summer, summertime time to sit back and unwind Verse One: Fresh Prince Here it is the groove slightly transformed just a bit of
Need to go home, old nasty butt
I'm gonna tell you what, switch it up
Chorus
I represent Carolina and the M-I-A
Ft. Lauderdale and by the way, all my homies that's in the Bay
5-0-3 what can you say
Atlanta, GA, can't forget VA, NYC and the USA, USA, USA
Everybody in the USA
Chorus