Jackpot
CHINGY lyrics
CHINGY lyrics
"He's Herre Lyrics"
De L'Air Lyrics
Pas la peine d'avoir Des montagnes de savoir Des id?es qu'on souffle dans le noir J'ai peur ici de voir finir ma vie De voir par la fenetre un ciel qui r?tr?cit Le souffle, le feu, l'es
Pas la peine d'avoir Des montagnes de savoir Des id?es qu'on souffle dans le noir J'ai peur ici de voir finir ma vie De voir par la fenetre un ciel qui r?tr?cit Le souffle, le feu, l'es
Uh...Uh...Uh..He's here...He's Here...He's Here
He..is..here..is he..really?
[Chorus]
Don't be scurred now
Got it made now
From the leg down
He..is..here
Don't be scurred now
Got it made now
Just pray to God I don't get you
[Verse 1 - Chingy]
Back slap that ass
Clap that ass
Dropping body bags
Glocks and mags
Four blocks you fast
Talk your trash (Dr
Angels Grace Lyrics
The morning winds carries the guild of the night Hands it out and sighs, angel like faces conseal Masters and slaves, driven by the same Caught in a world built on lies, left to rhyme Given plac
op you fast)The morning winds carries the guild of the night Hands it out and sighs, angel like faces conseal Masters and slaves, driven by the same Caught in a world built on lies, left to rhyme Given plac
Never jock a cat
I will blast
Shot is stacked
Rock your hair
Watch my mirror
Stocking caps so I watch my style
Cock and grab
Open up shop and draft
Quarter bags all of that
Water lasts shorter halves
Have ya comin back cause I'm fourth of stash
Extort the hash
Extort the wrath
Cope the past
Brought my mags
Sort my cash on the docks
Flock a hop
Keep it in
Keep 'Em Coming Lyrics
14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead and I've got toothpicks in my eyes, a smile more yellow than the sky I've got a song stuck in my head, one that I miss more than my bed It's a song sung from a
proper spot14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead and I've got toothpicks in my eyes, a smile more yellow than the sky I've got a song stuck in my head, one that I miss more than my bed It's a song sung from a
Adopt a cop
Rob a spot
A lot of ice a cop or not
Drop a pot
Slide a lot
Jackpot a lot
Already got a lot of wine, but not in my ride, I'll stop
[Chorus - 2X]
We..are..dangerous
He'll mangle us
Who playing with us?
And saying this stuff?
And fuck with gangs and stuff?
I aim to bust
You straight up tough
No thanks to us
We're famous, duh
A game
Scream Lyrics
I want to be clothed in heaven I want to be covered by Your sky I want to be swallowed up by love I want to be swept away (Chorus:) You know I'm calling out Your name And Your love
I loveI want to be clothed in heaven I want to be covered by Your sky I want to be swallowed up by love I want to be swept away (Chorus:) You know I'm calling out Your name And Your love
To train my sluts
To give brains and cuss
Learn pain and plus
Get tricks to claim the bust
Think they nuts
Slurp them up
Hook or work them up
Wake them up, break them up
Taking crust shake them up
Make it stuck in your twat
Hit the streets, bend the blocks
Sin or not, hit the daily spot
Gin or scotch, top notch
On my roster
Mobster eating pasta
Chop her in the close