behavior But how long do you think this pantomime can last? Tell me before I ride off in the sunset There's one thing I never got clear How can you claim
Now you may feel it should have been a voluntary cause But that's not the point my friends When the money keeps rolling in, you don't ask how Think of
up in the crib and stuck the kid And smacked the wife, cause she, had on two chains With a tray full of ice in em But that's how it goes down When you
Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 2X) Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party Verse Four: Magoo
was dancing in tha club, what no bitches fuckin with me Now I rock the mike, I'm tha baddest in every city These ho's just shiftin gears, livin how I
Lex door Jump on in, I'm kind of tired I'm a roll blunts while you spin You got your license, right? Alright, no swerving Hair blonde out, Madonna style
High Yeah, Baby Im So High Again, Ridin' In My Wheel Late Night Left Palm On My Steering Wheel Red Light Cops In My Rearview But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread "I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said. His muscles they were numbered and his
repeat 4X) Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party... Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 2X) Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party...
close, so they can kick it how I'm kickin this hat to the back, pants down low Gotta keep it G-H-E-T-T-O, huh Uh, I been with Destiny, Jessica, Madonna
high saditty shit (yea) They want me to trick, I ain't P. Diddy BITCH (woo) I'm gone show em now I'm gone show em how (show em how) How we break it down
Continue? Yes im sure Get off my little caniball I will leave it so old so old like a beat up whore Eyes dem after a dumb hard draw High ten lyrics
Tiffany Necklace Fly Me To Paris Just Fo Breakfast Sip Champaine Dress Tha Freshest Hopin Out Tha Cario Lay Lexis Material Girl Like Madonna Ms. Trina Tha Pre Madonna
stuck the kid and smacked the wife, cause she, had on two chains with a tray full of ice in em But that's how it goes down When you livin in the Cold
she, kinda looks like a he Cause as long as I stay high they're all dimes to me Bumping Ron Isley in the truck with the tree Getting high hoping this