shall offer some resistance. So that's the way we're gonna make it, Shootin' our message like a bullet, People rally round, dem are walking along, Comin' together to make a big
offer some resistance. So that's the way we're gonna make it, Shootin' our message like a bullet, People rally round, dem are walking along, Comin' together to make a big
verse 2] Now u jus tuned into da crunk show nephews n my uncles we poppin purk put in work so wats up tho? we like it big n heavy enormous an humongous
the hell are you to tell me ease up on this mic? You, sadly have mistaken me for someone that I'm nite I mean not I messed up But I rock with this stuff
It's Us The Way Them Doors No Longer Swing They Lift Up The Way Them Boys Gon' Do They Things With Big Bucks. Big Homes, Big Diamond Rings, And Big Trucks
Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before that fat nigga Henny's make dollars, and dollars make death threats I'm doin' remixes to bulletproof the Lex next Duck nigga, everdays war I'm heavy
Whole Thang Big Money Heavy Weight A Hundred Stacks, Spend 50 On A Caddy, 25 On The Pinky, Bought A Pound Of Blow And Bounced Back Magic Grills, Big
ego trip), Mercy!!! [MASE:] Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! Aaah!!! [DOVE:] Yep, yep big
moment, FATHER RILEY, who became BUDDY JONES, steps into view in his new identity: FATHER RILEY 8. JONES, Prison Chaplain, who, in a rather heavy-handed
He's a good hoss Even though He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or Blanket on anyway He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or Blanket on anyway Any
music? Jeff: You're right, I'm too heavy to be in this group. Good Conscience: Comedy music . . . Bad Conscience: Jeff, YOUR SOUL! Oh . . . He's Too heavy
: At the Hollywodd Ranch Market tonight, man! Meredith: That's pretty heavy, man. Aynsley: But tonight?! Meredith: That's pretty heavy . . . Motorhead
Drillin 'em killin 'em if we ain't feelin 'em nigga If Sticky Fingaz need some music straight stealin it nigga Shinin, in big trucks, big will in it nigga
" The mirror on the wall was collecting and reflecting All the heavy bodies ducking, stealing eager for some action The scene screwed me up, I saw some contact Then the big
Thang Big Money Heavy Weight A Hundred Stacks, Spend 50 On A Caddy, 25 On The Pinky, Bought A Pound Of Blow And Bounced Back Matchin grills, Big Houses
of Ouiji Of course I'm the king, get my shine on And I blind y'all cause they call me "The Lord of the Rings" Pinky heavy man, big stones in the weddin
[Hook:] Bitches Will Be Bitches As I Smash In The Chevy Its Getting Its Getting Its Getting Kinda Heavy [X3] [Verse:] It All Goes Back To 85' When Start
