Headz or Tailz
Do Or Die lyrics
Do Or Die lyrics
"Just Ballin' Lyrics"
Hay Algo Que Te Quiero Decir Lyrics
Hay algo que te quiero decir y no me animo. Yo se que puede ser el miedo a que me digas que no, pero hay algo en tu forma de mirar que me lo dice todo sin hablar. Hay algo que te quiero decir y no me animo. No encuentro la manera de empezar contigo, te busco por un camino que nunca he recorrido, y se que en esa forma de mirar hay algo que me pides sin hablar. Hay algo que te quiero decir y no me animo. Te quiero aunque me guardes en si
Hay algo que te quiero decir y no me animo. Yo se que puede ser el miedo a que me digas que no, pero hay algo en tu forma de mirar que me lo dice todo sin hablar. Hay algo que te quiero decir y no me animo. No encuentro la manera de empezar contigo, te busco por un camino que nunca he recorrido, y se que en esa forma de mirar hay algo que me pides sin hablar. Hay algo que te quiero decir y no me animo. Te quiero aunque me guardes en si
Playas been asking what y'all been doing lately?
Chorus (2X):
Ask what we're doing just ballin
Trying to keep my bills straight stacking never fallin
Caddy or a Lex trying to hit the next plateau
Flex with the roll droppin drooly go go's
I was smoking B's since I was a po po
Got the pimp to my soul so I'll pimp till I'm old
Hold on for a minute let me call my you know (you know)
Over Chorus
There I go steppin out the Caddy or a Lexus, doing my thing,
Just Ballin' trying to hit the next plateau,
flexin roll rolls droppin drooly go-go's
Smoking b's
Verse 1:
You know about uno, two hoes let us flex slow, to the front row,
You know when the hoes be fallin down, think with instinction get
attention,
should I mention, let a baller long lead that dragon staggin lidow,
But let me proceed to approach the widow, simple complicated
Hoestmane Lyrics
Det var en g?ng en kvinna och en man som l?nge hade dr?mt om ett barn. Men n?r barnet aldrig kom, s? tr?stade sej dom: "V?r familj f?r nog v?nta ett tag. Familjen f?r nog v?nta ett tag." Dom l?ngta' till att f? bli mor och far; alla barn kl?der som dom hade spar't... Dom f?rs?kte flera ?r, det blev alltid som ig?r. "Men v?r tur kommer nog snart. Ja, v?r tur kommer nog snart." S? en dag ?ntligen var
like Det var en g?ng en kvinna och en man som l?nge hade dr?mt om ett barn. Men n?r barnet aldrig kom, s? tr?stade sej dom: "V?r familj f?r nog v?nta ett tag. Familjen f?r nog v?nta ett tag." Dom l?ngta' till att f? bli mor och far; alla barn kl?der som dom hade spar't... Dom f?rs?kte flera ?r, det blev alltid som ig?r. "Men v?r tur kommer nog snart. Ja, v?r tur kommer nog snart." S? en dag ?ntligen var
riddle,
Can't smoke a "b" without no weed in it though,
Pimp ala 'g' got her face in the pillow, but really though,
Ain't got no time for a silly ho cause I gotta page everybody and I'm
like
really yo,
Brother's start takin so I dial until I hit the last number,
Three bad girls from last summer,
La da da drink that we sipped in the hummer,
Meet me on the shore cause a nigga got drummer
I'm still flyin love, smokin dub, banging in the clubs,
Hanging with the thugs and um, conversation too raw,
Bumping all the hoes you saw, never overrest can't go against law,
Chorus (2X)
Verse 2:
Um, shimmy shaw,
Hoppin out the Lex with an arm full of pretty hoes,
Put the Caddy to the side, do you wanna smoke and ride,
Cause you heard that a playa just went gone,
Cause I attact all the pretty hoes,
Don Mack and it's on with th
Worry Rock Lyrics
Another sentimental argument and bitter love. Fucked without a kiss again and dragged it through the mud. Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone. The worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride. A knocked down dragged out fight. Fat lips and open wounds. Another wasted night and no one will take the fall. Where do we go from here? And what did you do with the directions? Promise me no dea
e pretty clothes, Another sentimental argument and bitter love. Fucked without a kiss again and dragged it through the mud. Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone. The worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride. A knocked down dragged out fight. Fat lips and open wounds. Another wasted night and no one will take the fall. Where do we go from here? And what did you do with the directions? Promise me no dea
And I set off the click like a centerfold,
When I'm in the mall, take a pull of the overdose of indow,
Light tint on the window, holler at the last one to bag one,
You get this "b", take a pull and I pass one,
Roll on my wrist and escape when I flash my bad ass hoes all the fast
ass
hoes,
I take a pose so call the ho fro,
7 after 4 go Lex in my mode, mm-mm-mm if only they know,
When I get blowed slappin that show,
>From the C-H-I-C-A-G-O, AKA better known as Belo,
Cause I'm still flyin love, smokin dub, banging in the clubs,
Hanging with the thugs and um, conversation too raw,
Bumping all the hoes you saw, never overrest can't go against law.
Chorus (2X)
Verse 3:
It was Don Perignon I was sippin,
Now, bout, 4 or 5 girls I was pimpin,
Now, this weed got me laughing and trippin,
Slippin clippin, smash riding
About An Hour Ago Lyrics
There was a man on the road about an hour ago and he was lookin for a ride to New Mexico But we was driving by way too fast to know We got to the place on a high speed chase there was a girlie in the corner with a plastic face Then she disappeared without a trace I said without a trace Now we're kickin back and we're sippin beers and there's a man telling stories about his inner fears We was all choked up and too close to tears Well then we
the tippin, There was a man on the road about an hour ago and he was lookin for a ride to New Mexico But we was driving by way too fast to know We got to the place on a high speed chase there was a girlie in the corner with a plastic face Then she disappeared without a trace I said without a trace Now we're kickin back and we're sippin beers and there's a man telling stories about his inner fears We was all choked up and too close to tears Well then we
Talk about the niggas in the game that was flippin,
Violated for the thing they say after dippin,
But squash this, see it's all about the ballin,
All the stars and the juice that a nigga be flexin,
With the 5 double O without the fins on your Lexus,
Make the hoes write your taxes,
Keep it real so they know what your checkin,
Need to protection, for disrepectin a pescar recollectin,
Baby girl need some action,
Well, she can meet me at the crib for her lesson,
Smell the ass in and the weed smellin fresh and,
Shotguns in the chest and check out the blowed expression,
I wasn't really undressin, it's more than you're askin,
I'm at the click hittin acid,
And I'm still flyin love, smokin dub, banging in the clubs,
Hanging with the thugs havin conversation in the raw
Bumping all the hoes you saw, never choose red over law.
Chorus out