etre un bebe On est des bebes bien trop styles 100 pour 100 Hip Hop Bouge ta tete ce sont les baby Hop On est la Bouge ta tete, leve les bras Les baby Hip Hop
a void it's alot of little yous But they not original and they not identical They just studied your flows and they watched your interviews That's when hip hop
get wit her shes my cover girl lover girl sweet as amaretto lookin some vicious when she do it in stiletto hip hop or heavy metal she workin that jello and she love
[Intro: Fabolous] Now I Dont Kno What Life Whould B In H.I.P- H.O.P Wit Out The Boy F.A.B Not Only N.Y.C Im Hip-Hop's Flava Fuck! Out Ma Way Plz Do Me
I'm a geder done Hip hop country has never been done Chevey classic next to the big truck Guarantee I'm goin number one I wanna be the one your givin your love
(feat. J-Kwon) [Verse 1:] Hip hop, that hop-hop the hippy, when they J-Kwon I'm known to stay pretty, when they From the Lou' we known to stay pretty
em' how much we in love) Let's make a reality show (cause I want the world to know about us) Let's make a reality show (baby we ain't got nothin' to
hip hop and? the world gon rock that, Two scoops shorty get that ice cream. [chorus] Now I've met a lot of women with them uptown women make me love
dummy Saw rockin the microphone and now she's calling me a honey Says I know what I want don't move with thugs We're house parties hip hop and smoking
regular people minus money and light Searching for fortune and fame, and super stardom All the jewelry, all the cars, whose crew is the hardest. Now the hip-hop
a soul hip-hop queen and I ain't goin' nowhere but you already know me [Bridge] "You Remind Me" of a "Real Love" You don't have to worry ("Real Love") "
... [Verse 1:] Its More Than Your Body Baby Damn Its Your Brain You Make Me Wanna Kiss You Like Baby Kiss Wayne And Make You Call Me Daddy Like Baby
of sin I pray for the day we see you rise again Uh [Nas] [Broady] Thug Poet Street analyst is this, the Thug Poet Hustlers bang out to Thug Poet Flows for your block, Hip-Hop
it so hard to shake a fan's hand These are the cats that love you when you do shit And actually think the stuff you make is music But this is hip-hop
princess of Hip Hop in R&B yo Miss Ashanti. [Verse 1] Boy you fill me with so much joy, you give whatever it is I need my love here to stay won
WANNA ROLL WITH THIS HIP HOP STAR BABY I'M GONE FLOW WITH MY PANTS DOWN LOW I'M A HIP HOP STAR BABY LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANNA RIDE WITH THIS HIP HOP STAR
back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought that hip hop would take
Daddy And She Gladly, Loves The Way That Daddy Batty, Yeah Baby Whezzy Wee Is A Playa Baby, And I Don't Share Babies So If You Searchin For Some Bitch
