Angel:. Ella pide reggaeton (Oo, Ooh). Que le meta con presin (Oo, Ooh). Perreo suave que inunde el saln. Y un calenton, entre ella y yo. . Ella pide reggaeton (Oo, Ooh).
The runners,. . Oh ooh, oh ooh,. . It's C O S S O M,. I'm him, you probably wanna get this on film,. We going in,. . We about to get poured up,. Everybody in this b*tch about to get poured up,.
Well I pledge my head to Heaven for the gospel. And I ask no man on earth to fill my needs. Like the sparrow up above, I am enveloped in His love. And I trust Him like those little ones, He feeds.
(Mr. Arrogant). Polo, Polo, Polo, Big horse my logo.. Double horse or solo, but that association a No-go.. If i say i'm in that polo,. Not just the shirt, i'm talking head to toe..
Hittin' corners in a six trey Chevrolet rag top Impala, top dollar. Got my cousin laid back ridin' shotgun. 'Cause I got the front and back hydraulic hot one.
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire. If you ain't got no money take your bro ass home. Ass home, ass home. Take your bro ass home. Nice to meet you niggas I am Kalenna bitch.
* listed with this spelling or as "Baby Jungle Brothers". . Ahhh yeah, ha ha hah!. How y'all doin, everybody alright?. Yeah, that's real good (uh-huh).
[ Afrika Baby Bam ]. Well, I was standin on the verge, just about to get off. Cause I was losin my crew in a society war. Pipin the pipe every night, and when.
[Rae & Christian]. You know how we be reckoning white labels hard-to-get. Once again. Live on Grand Central. Next stop - Grand Central. . [Mike G]. Yo!.
Buddy Roe. Freaky deaky, Trick Daddy and Yours truly Buddy Rizoe. . J.T. Money. Yeah, and that nigga, J.T. Motherfucker check it out. . See I'm a pimp, you motherfuckers better know.
* credited to luke, as it appeared on his album of the aforementioned title. . Intro: luke. . Yo, it's a fucked-up thing! I gotta bring kid n' play on this motherfuckin'.
Gotta work these hoes, gotta work these hoes. Gotta make this flow, gotta work these hoes. Gotta work these hoes, gotta make this flow. Gotta work these hoes, gotta work these hoes.
I'm a gangster, I'm a straight up G.. The gangster life is the life for me.. . Shooting people by day, selling drugs by night.. Being a gangster is hella tight..
Ok so, i wrote this song drunk. and i'm recording this song drunk. sp, this is for her. . i'm staring at our picture frames. i think i kind of miss your face.
(chorus). Have you ever felt something you couldnt explain. No definition no name just a feeling. No definition no name. I looked at her she looked back at me.
There's a price on your head, young man. There's a bullet with your name on it. See the posters on the wall. Can you see the posters on the wall?. . There's a price on your head, young man.
I can do it too. I can do it. . Now errbody in this place is high as me. So why the Hell is you over there eyein' me?. Peeps with me, I know you ain't tryin' to leave.