Wear little black hats - hang my cigarettes so low Sit in french cafes Drinking french pernod Next time gigolo - next time we go Next time, next time, next time, ooh next time, next time Next time
busta rhymes intro ayo somebody tell steven speilberg & george lucas thank you for directing this movie (hahahaha) (hashemeke hayla ha-its the remix!)
One day you say you love me The next you tell me you don't One day you say you will And the next you tell me you won't Hey little baby There ain't much
Yeah, it's real this time (Anotha beat cox joint, uh) There's nothin' in this world that's perfect ma' You gotta understand that, y'knaw I mean? If you
let you down I let you down I let you down I let you down I know it's wrong to blame the past for everything that I do I fool the world most of the time
you over them any time Oh I wanna get next 2 you Oh I wanna get next 2 you Oh I wanna get next 2 you, yes I do Oh I wanna get next 2 you (I wanna
god damn flirt But what you refuse to hear, it can never hurt But I still dig you baby, for what it's worth And please think of me next time your poor
reward in time Backing up the street with the smell of sweet sensation Didn't want to be another dime Hidden in the pocket of some unfortunate nation Didn't have no money, sure didn't have the time
in the lab The invasion. The Bar Exam 2 "Green Lantern" [Kid Vishis] Last of the spitters Hall of dope niggas from the past to present is sayin', "Next
ones and huns On lovely skin Booty weighs a ton Let the game begin Cause here I come Teccanina swope down like space invaders boy Pull out the piece like on you haters boy
around and go, blind on a nigga Do time for a nigga, put your mind on your mirror All you niggaz that's materialistic Don't fuck wit'cha boy or become
factory Next day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit He was taking the whole thing personal He didn't care about the loot Jan had told him many times
boy Fool, snort hop, some snort crack Fire up the indo and straight kick back With a bitch or maybe the fellas Oh what a feelin?, yeah man, I tell ya George
sing a rap song about violence, cause that?s what I see. I mean everybody?s violent, And sometimes I?m even violent in my soul, Violence is at the all-time
DUI, that is. Criminal record. Cover-up. Well, the first thing you know little Georgie goes to Yale. Can't spell his name but they never let him fail. Spends all his time
a rewind Mi fans dem tell mi kill him long time Enter the stage an him cause all big crime Yuh dead if yuh hood Deanie a next time CHO Well one bag
back stiff straight up Dazzle and razzlin' broads like I'm little Juan Magic Magnetically handle mics, they don't drop Top drama every time these commas
one-two That's sick like the flu { shake 'em down, Mack} BOY, I flip BOY all the time, 'cause BOY, the rhyme you're kickin' {HAAAAAAAAA! BOY! } Ain't
