bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it? I don't give a fuck where you lay at It's time to slay these bitch made niggas They ain't even knowing what
bitch made niggas [Bizzy-overlapping Pac] Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv [2Pac] they ain't even
I'm a chump We got them killas on our team and they ready to dump I hope you dig that 'cause this ain't where it's at Just keep a gangsta and help a
the night All through the night Oh, baby, all through the night All through the night All through the night Have you ever played with an all-night band And got
degree Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane Or some ol' Righteous Brothers' song Even Barry White ain't gonna work tonight If you really wanna turn her on Play some back home
go down, when you go down down (Bridge - Flo Rida) From the top of the pole I watched her go down She got me throwin' my money around Ain't nothin' more
we can come from the kitchen up to that bed now Shit it ain't nuthin' to a boss, I heat you like air off It ain't nuthin', they ain't cuttin', they frontin
ain't frontin' show me something I just try to see you work it She still talking loud, but she ain't saying nothing Why you ain't moving ma, DJ ain't
bet my life won't one say no Ain't nothing like a Too $hort fan I ain't tripping, you can play it again Don't fight the feeling, life is me I rock shows
band Ain't no choice I'd rather have you than the finest of jewels For you I travel over heart throws minus the shoes Rules there ain't none 'cuz I'
in Rome I go any freakin' place I want to And my Lear jet brings me home I got ladies by the dozens I got money by the ton Just ain't nobody better
on me Kuniva, Cashis, Stat Quo, Bobby Creekwater Obie Trice, what? *** didn't kill me Now a **** gon' get Peel my cap back, I'm never at home I'm somewhere
, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil No more psychological warfare to trick us to thinkin' that we ain?t loyal If we don?t serve our own
from home Just another Friday night at old Antone's If you feel like eatin' there's always something cookin' If you want some lovin' there ain't nobody
dances like a monkey on barbed wire And the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tire And now the elephants dance real funky and the band
state I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8 I always done an honest job as honest as I could I got a brother named Franky and Franky ain't
I'm soaked, I'm soiled & brown. In the trousers, she kissed me, & I only bought her one round. Eh,fuck it. Who am I shitin? I'm a pitiful sight And I ain't
Nothing like your other man, I got a whole bunch of money in this little rubber band (and), If you ain't heard around here I'm the man (so), If you ain't