to dip In your day-day Coupe and get high Remember, when you use to think I was crazy and wouldn't chill with me You come to get me up the flip, and smoke
with my 4-4 on the side of me for company Wishing a nigga and his click, would think about jumping me Six enexchangable clips, seventeen bullets in each That's a hundred and
, don't maintain Handle my business on the low-low, hit a lick and go to Akapoko Sipping on moet and smoking ball bat to that dro and doe-doe Jesus let
I know you're thinkin this song is gonna be about All the problems in my life, all my pain and sorrow All the shit I done been through And the times that
cell And who'd think in elementary? Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day And runnin from the police, that's right Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside And
know we love ya? Sweet lady Dear mama Place no one above ya, sweet lady You are appreciated Don't cha know we love ya? * second and third chorus, "And
it I gave it I shoved it in a battery and saved it for later a waiter in the Dorothy C. Pavilion in '89 I met some weirdoes and had myself a real good
took my hand, and we danced and fell in love, on a slow jam Ohhh Chorus Play another slow jam, this time make it sweet On a slow jam For my baby and
(Haha...) Please me low and be my friend, I'll come back and hit it again (And hit it again...) And again, and again, and again (Again and again...)
take your panties off Just move 'em to the side If you wanna ride on the roller coaster Baby come on and ride It go up and down and round and round Stand
her If i could, get her outta here i would I never seen a girl move that good And there's something tellin' me i should Get Low! (low, low, [echoes])
we can ride to this Just lay back, crew [Verse 1] Here's a taste of my life, its bitter and sweet I put my heart out to the sounds of the drums and the
6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up (Lloyd Banks) Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray See every now and then I smile just
You fucked up, shoulda murdered me playa Nigga is sweet like candy I don't care how much you pray Nigga I don't care how much you paid And you sweet
is this and that" Big Pun "I'm even, even better than before" Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are" Pain In Da Ass "Fuck you" Nas "Niggaz is this and
your pantys off Just move 'em to the side If you wanna ride on the roller coaster Baby come on and ride It go up and down and round and round Stand up
it can you keep it open put it all up on me (x3) down with that booty on me shawty you a dime why you lookin lonely oh baby we can go go, low low low