We're dressing up to please the scene, and selling out so you can sing along Our faces cover magazines We might last long with the make-up on But open
(feat. T.I. and Playboy Tre) [Chorus: B.o.B] Put me on anything still I bet I bust Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust This is what I does so, please
! Ah, come on, come on, come on! [Professor X] To the East, my brother, to the East! [Brother J] Uh, to the East, my brother, to the East! Come on! [
baby Got the rims that poke out on the prowler baby I'm the same young cat that dropped the jewels on them Next year I'm about to drop 22's on them From
laugh me a star ain't tryin' to see no fuckin' police cars that's the only drawback when i drive slide on our side for a fast ride they'll be tryin' to move on
thing I know the old bag was sick I stay at home on Thursdays, minders on TV I'm learning Cockney rhyming slang of to a tee So when I go out on Fridays
easy kills It's dangerous, yo, check, yo [Esoteric] This type of cat live, like a psycho-hyperactive sociopath, throwin the math, yo my whole staff's on attack, on
no hojack left to spring the season on The niggaz who violated they still bleedin' on I be packs and shit sacks and the leavings on [Chorus: x16]
east, up to Byron Bay Up to Byron Bay.... Take a bus if you must or just drive you'll Head straight in to the sea on arrival Deserted beaches for me
the east, New Jersey- I'mma rep my streets Militainment- we soldiers y'all Me, Slim, and Royce got you cornered y'all The only niggaz you see on World
votes When 13 year olds control the remote And Ashley's got a brand new nose We gotta put some new em-phasis on our syllables [Jay-Z] If the emphasis on
t find food for the starving tummies Pay no mind to the youths Cause it's not like the future depends on it But save the animals in the zoo Cause the
was oh so rooty When she was rockin' to the east and west Lucille was oh so real When she didn't do her daddies will Come on baby, drive me crazy--do
leaf cos we live like G's Super-soft niggas become enemies I hit a lick on the East for ten ki's now everything I drive is on Deez I'ma make you believe
dreams Eat them out to sea by the east Honey honey, food for the bees Honey honey, out on the sea In the Doldrums thinking of me Me I'm driving thinking
or she went apeshit . . . ?! Mark: Oh . . . Howard: What's the deal, baby? Mark: Howie! Howard: Come on . . . Mark: Howie, listen to me, all that's true . . . Howard: Come