by They say he jumped ten thousand trains Rode a million miles for free Helped out at VA hospitals and penitentiary?s Dandy Dave, Rusty Nails and Sweet Lady Sugar
(Jane Bowers/Dave Guard) [Chorus:] Buddy, better get on down the line [Repeat], here comes ninety-seven, making up some time. Buddy, this is ninety-seven
(feat. J-Hill, Proof) [Verse 1: J-Hill] (One by one) Rule one up in this bitch for real Roll wit a couple niggaz, like Dave Seville Cause niggaz-a, clean
, uhh, uhh Set it down dawg, what.. [J-Hill] (ONE, BY, ONE) Rule one up in this bitch for real Roll with a couple niggaz like Dave SeVille Cause they
goes like [Chorus: 1/2] [Daniel Wallace] She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it [Dave] Her frame goes
: (feat. J-Hill, Proof) [Verse 1: J-Hill] (One by one) Rule one up in this bitch for real Roll wit a couple niggaz, like Dave Seville Cause niggaz-a
But it's all right. Yo! It's all right. So Dave my grip is getting weak, Grab the 40 so I can hear you speak. [Verse Five : Dave Gossett] I live large
So if you start feelin' strange [T:] Don't wanna go to bed [J:] Cos Davy D's fresh cuts [T:] Know how to mess with your head [J:] Sugar brown skin lady
...(honey) I love you sugar, yes it's true...(ooh) and we can stay up all night, while the rest of the world goes to slleep at two! //CHORUS// //Guitar brk.// //CHORUS// (Thanks to Dave
next to get scooped up by this roughneck from Cuba? We do maneuvers like Super Dave, always with a group of babes Sayin "Mami's out" like Sugar Ray Cause
(Jane Bowers/Dave Guard) [Chorus:] Buddy, better get on down the line [Repeat], here comes ninety-seven, making up some time. Buddy, this is ninety-
and by They say he jumped ten thousand trains Rode a million miles for free Helped out at VA hospitals and penitentiary?s Dandy Dave, Rusty Nails and Sweet Lady Sugar
But you know what most nigga look up to like Presidents Niggas thats in sports All this type of shit as heroes They might look at motherfuckin Muhammed Ali Yah know Sugar
We bout to blow it up for the 213 [Chorus] [Murs:] Now what happens in Vegas, you ain't supposed to tell But I was front row seats watchin Dave Chappelle
I loved her so, though she cramped my style Cause every time I'd reach she'd turn away And every time I'd call she'd turn and say "I'm sorry Dave, I got
(feat. J-Hill, Proof) [Verse 1: J-Hill] (One by one) Rule one up in this bitch for real Roll wit a couple niggaz, like Dave Seville Cause niggaz-a,