Aquemini
OutKast lyrics
OutKast lyrics
"BOB Lyrics"
Faze Lyrics
(Debison/Salter/Thomson) She's lying on her bed Alone in the dark Remembers what's said Staring at the marks She's into deep Crying herself to sleep There's not much I can do She's too far away Yeah, Yeah She needs her space Whoa, Whoa And sometime to think I hope it's a faze She
(Debison/Salter/Thomson) She's lying on her bed Alone in the dark Remembers what's said Staring at the marks She's into deep Crying herself to sleep There's not much I can do She's too far away Yeah, Yeah She needs her space Whoa, Whoa And sometime to think I hope it's a faze She
Dre]
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
Inter-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soaken' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hits somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we won't forget
One-Nine-Nine-Nine, and brutha anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin' defenses
Too hot, I'm jumpin' jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell
HOT! Get a life, now they gon' sell
Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail
A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby m??ma
Black Cadillac
EL PRIMER TONTO Lyrics
Que no te habran dicho, Que no te habran dado, Que si hay un capricho que no haz realizado, Que si hay un espacio, perdido en tus dias Para asi llenarlo con mis tonterias Quiero una respuesta Y la quiero pronto Dime si en tu vida haz amado a otro tonto Di que no mi amor Di que no porfavor Y que al menos en eso el primero soy yo El primer tonto de tu vida quiero ser El primer tonto que te amo a ti mujer<
and a pack of pampers, stack of question with no answers Que no te habran dicho, Que no te habran dado, Que si hay un capricho que no haz realizado, Que si hay un espacio, perdido en tus dias Para asi llenarlo con mis tonterias Quiero una respuesta Y la quiero pronto Dime si en tu vida haz amado a otro tonto Di que no mi amor Di que no porfavor Y que al menos en eso el primero soy yo El primer tonto de tu vida quiero ser El primer tonto que te amo a ti mujer<
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay onto it for days
Get back home, things are wrong
We're not really able to spend all alone
before he left, (?), to a ball of power
Thousands of thousands miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breath,
believe there's always more
Ahhhhh!
Chorus: 2X
[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!
{Dre} Yeah! Uhh-huh
[Big Boi]
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there boy and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam
Kerry Lyrics
Kerry, so cool and so clever I know, cause you told me so You've got it bad for yourself And nobody else can hold a candle to you So l'm told Won't you give us a break Don't take it too far Won't you give yourself a chance You're enough as you are. Yeah, you might be O.K. And it might be all wrong To carry on Oh Kerry you ca
back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deep Kerry, so cool and so clever I know, cause you told me so You've got it bad for yourself And nobody else can hold a candle to you So l'm told Won't you give us a break Don't take it too far Won't you give yourself a chance You're enough as you are. Yeah, you might be O.K. And it might be all wrong To carry on Oh Kerry you ca
Seventy-five emcee's freestylin' to the beat
Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the club
Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to-the U to-the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top)
Before you read up, get a laptop
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
Make a fair dime out of dusty coal
Record number four, but we on a roll
Hold up, slow up, stop, control
Like Janet, planets, Stankonia is only
A movin' like floor commin' straight to Florida
Lock all your windows then block the quarters
Pullin' off on bell 'cause a whippins in order
Like a th
When I'm Gone Lyrics
You say that you're bored with life and that you're bored with me 'Cause you say that this love of ours ain't what it ought to be Now you despise this little house that we've always called home I know that you don't love me now, but you'll love me when I'm gone Gone You'll love me when I'm gone and then you'll realize just what I meant to you You-oo-oo-oo You'll miss me when I'm gone and then you'll realize how good I've been to you You-o
ree piece fist, 'fore I cut your daughter You say that you're bored with life and that you're bored with me 'Cause you say that this love of ours ain't what it ought to be Now you despise this little house that we've always called home I know that you don't love me now, but you'll love me when I'm gone Gone You'll love me when I'm gone and then you'll realize just what I meant to you You-oo-oo-oo You'll miss me when I'm gone and then you'll realize how good I've been to you You-o
Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border
Penny pap rappers tryin' to get the five
I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive
When you come to A-town well you better not hide
cause the Dungeon Family gonna ride
Hah!
Chorus: 2X
[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
{Choir} Bombs over Baghdad!
{Dre} Yeah! Uhh-huh
{Choir}
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
[Dre]
B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P
[Dre and Big Boi]: 15X
Bob your head. Rag top.
(1, 2.. 1, 2, 3, 4) (Gimme some)
{Choir}: 23X
Bible music. Electric revival