It's all mine, it's all mine It's all mine, it's all my own fault It's all mine, it's all mine It's all mine, it's all my own fault It's all mine,
. . Yeah love I'm on a shopping spree with mine Here love you know it's rings and things with mine It's thug love at it's finest, dude rewind this
talk it, be about it You talk it, but we about it We do it, you read about it Leave 'em don't speak about it We live it, you dream about it How could
's like an open door Every night is a fantasy Every sound's like a symphony Good morning Baltimore And some day when i take to the floor The world's
It's a feel good thing - it's an S Club thing And when the rhythm hits you you'll never wanna stop It's a feel good thing - It's an S Club thing Oh-
party Nuthin but a gangsta party it ain't nuthin but a motherfuckin gangsta party Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party Nuthin but a gangsta party it ain
party Nuthin but a gangsta party it ain't nuthin but a motherfuckin gangsta party Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party Nuthin but a gangsta party it
Girl] Sheeit, ju motherfuckin right I'm the bitch that's keepin it live and keepin it hot when you punk ass niggaz don't Nigga Westside, WHAT! Bring it
) It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga) You motherfuckers gon' respect me Cuz i can take you off here today (uh huh) I rather have it that way It's ok, it'
motherfucking doctor of destruction Back with the Esoterrorsmit yo It does what it does cause we do what we do, let's go [Verse 1: Celph Titled] Smash
a dark dark corner of a basement party Every time I close my eyes It's like everyone left but you and me In our own little world The music is the sun
in a dark dark corner of a basement party every time i close my eyes it's like everyone left but you and me in our own little world the music is
You wanna performance wit dat ticket If the price we can kick it Like lick imma hit Party on I gots to get it Keep the foxy women backin' it up (backin' it
[Intro:] Twin, what's happenin Lay'? That's how we do that? Nigga Thugs is on the line Yeah [Chorus: Krayzie (Layzie)] Y'all don't, know a (I'm a Thug
price right we can kick it Like a lip, I'ma hit it, party on I gots to get it Keep them foxy women baggin it up (baggin it up) While them haters stayin
want it I'ma get it Nigga, hustle game tight, y'all can't fuck with it This swagger is so strong, been doin it so long And nigga it's so cold, with bidness
front of the line Hear the thunder grind off in my mind We done partied overtime Destruction, terror, oh what an era! Let's get it together 'fore it's
