they all full of bitch (yeah) Don't need a snitch, so I'm rollin solo in a straight bucket, no it ain't a low-low He pulls up to a seven bedroom, eight
say that this cab was rare but I thought now forget it, yo home to Bel-Air I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby "Yo,
justify my thug on this one right here [Verse One: Jay-Z] It goes one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock rock Five six seven o'clock, eight o'clock
Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten! Eleven! Twelve! Thirteen! Fourteen! Fifteen! Sixteen! Seventeen! Eighteen! Nineteen! Twenty! Twenty one! Twenty two! Twenty three! Twenty four! Twenty five! Twenty six! Twenty seven
president You can stop the drummer you can stop the bass five, six, seven, eight get into the race you can stop the sequencer you can stop the move five, six, seven, eight
this stuff Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish [Hook:] Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch [Verse 2:] Okay, I'm goin' back in Okay, yo stop
stop we found another strand ya'll, Searchin' for the dank the space cage roll, Coffee Shop stop my lungs are gettin' lovely, Amsterdam a place called home, Thirty-eight
[feat. Cory Gunz] [Hook:] Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Excuse my charisma, vodka
[Hook] Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch [Lil Wayne Verse 1] Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger
You started up first day At Seven or maybe Eight You crashed into my life with a boom You came over as a guest I said I like you and I confess About
booth and whenever when you I spit phantom in a boost you better just prepare to make room! Nas give me eight bars, eight stars Escobar Yo we rule, and
The Fever, before +Missy's+ first +Misdemeanor+ Before Run's, first pair of Adidas, got heaters And I pop pop, pop, pop, heaters Stop dealers, on my block
this joint so I'ma be the big wheel Watch it Slim, hey Dad, place yo' bet on seven Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, one-to-the-hundred-eleventh Hey
AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT We gonna do it like this Anytime you're ready, check it I got seven Mack 11's, about eight 38's Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits
said nothing His thought became an amplifier I live for inspiration, for without that, I will die (go!) Here the bomb jam now can you dig it? Don't stop
[BRENDON] Alarm goes off at seven And you start uptown You put in your eight hours For the powers that have always been Till it's five P.M [VOICE]
some yall understand understand, im the man, move them thangs head to head I open shop shop takeover yo block block pull up on them thang slow everybody stop stop