on your phone; I?ll charge six quid for a shitty ringtone My dance will spread across the nation It could be the next overnight sensation Tacky merchandise and such bad taste I could go on
,damn baby u Ridin like a vet trucker,hold up what u say I'll be pleasin you u'll be pleasin me Promise me u'll stay here and never leave me But hold
Baby You) Ridin Like A Fed Trucker(Hold Up What U Say) [Girl:] I Be Pleasin You, You Be Pleasin Me. Promise Me Youll Stay, And Never Leave Me. Hold Up
Living in what seems to be fiction, I'm on a balcony I light one up, this for those who ever doubted me Than light another, this for those who hold it
' slow Got that Midas touch with it how it turn to go You gotta earn your own chips Never lose focus Bang it til your ears goin deaf like Moses I'm on
den dash Ba Barbados splash We can be together on a boat and mash Me and fifi make cash Suttin dem man never make BRAP When I was 15 I was told to hold
(feat. Chrisette Michele) [Verse 1:] Chip on my shoulda Big enough to feed Cambodia See I never fit into they quotas Sneakers wasn't fittin' and my knees
yo booty go All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move and I'll proceed to throw this cash [Waka] All that ass in those jeans kid wale me Kid and
All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move and I'll proceed to throw this cash [Waka Flocka Flame:] All that ass in those jeans kid wale me Kid and
all of my fate, hitting what do you know Recognized the Nova, parked the car And made my way to the do', they slamming them boulders Jamming on Screw, and sipping on
rich and fat How do I validate that? And then with my eyes makes me fell like a mouse Do I, return it into there? Can I rest my hands on your chest
If I did wrong, I'm sorry, No other love, is for me... [Chorus] [Mase] Yeah ,yeah, yeah What, what, what, come on Yeah, kid Harlem on the rise With
-o-o-o-o-o-od-DAMN!! Shee-yee-YIT!! Look at the ass on that bitch! Look at the titties!" [Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs up on easy."] [
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] I remember back when, how the Kid got scarred Beggin' for pussy; bitches actin' hard I gots no play for the lack of papers For
the pussy juiced It's the boys' night out, and we're lookin' for fu nLook out, man, 'cause here she comes! [Luke:] Hold on, hold on, hold on, Chris,
: Lemme hear you say, "Pussy ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!" [they all repeat] Say "Pussy ain't nuttin' but meat on
Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] There's only one way to have a good time Fuck that pussy and make it mine Lay the bitch on the bed, flat on her back Hold her