stop your tears and throw away Those widow weeds of black and grey" And deep within chador of lace The deep etched sorrow on her face This madonna
x3 Back I wreck shit, so what nigga? I masturbate See your girls' cocked back, her legs tied like a figure eight I'm on stage getting sucked by Madonna
For the live ones, not the shook ones For the riders, not the hook ones Immaculate conception, like a black Madonna in mangers My crew consist of millionaires
I got the raw dog no need to stick your nose in Gave you a straight up shotgun when we was smokin Froze you so fast -- you looked it like Madonna Vogue
. she said i'm a poser fake ballerina, she said i'm a poser fake ballerina, she said i'm a poser fake ballerina, said that madonnas a much better singer
it up! Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4X) Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 2X) Give
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
take home? Sex tonight, let's sex tonight (x4) (OH YEAH!) Jump on my bus, baby (OH YEAH!) We like to fuck, baby (OH YEAH!) Jump on my bus, baby (OH
named Corey Shows for next fall, they've already been namin' "CSI: Boise" and "Touched By An Uncle" both sound pretty lame 'n' So does "Everybody Tolerates Raymond" And "King of Queens" jumped
to do it we only deal with the facts bitch Blazin that I'm so amazin on the tracks BITCH! (BOUNCE ON 'EM!) And I jump, and I skip And I hop, and I flip
everybody] Give it up! Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4X) Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party... Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps
s getting recognized, supplyin connects with pies Pumpin pounds of weight, nigga like exercise Joe been over quarter five dope and homicide Long before Charlie got knocked, until Madonna
China I'm behind the diner, selling marijuana to a minor minor Elder fella, lookin for that shine, Ill shine ya My mind designa, you a dime, I dine ya Madonna
begins When you walk by baby ooh my my When you come around, my jaw hits the ground When you shake your thing I jump outta my skin When you cross the
the shirt I was wearing And the way I was staring When I saw your face And how I felt as unstable As the patio table That September day And Madonna
Back, back, back with the boom, so give a nigga room Came with the fame with my name came a tune The King of Rock, there is none higher God ?? with Madonna
for paper, cause pussy come wit it I aint joking, pistol smoking, any nigga can get it While I'm ballin she by my side wit me But if some shit jump off