(Instrumental Beginning) Jai Ho Jai Ho Jai Ho Jai Ho (Instrumental Break) Jai Ho Jai Ho Jai Ho (Instrumental Ending)
This is it, dope from the fly kid The Ice mic is back with the high bid Suckers you've lost 'cause players you're not, gangstas you ain't You're faintin
[Intro - Birdman] Yeah So priceless Life so priceless nigga You understand me? It's just like that My car so priceless My bitch so priceless My familia
(Shanell Verse) Baby, Can I come over and play You probally the type to fuck and never call again They say I'm crazy, cause I gotta get a taste then I
[Intro:] [Estelle: (Swizz Beatz:)] Coming straight from London.. (Stop...stop) [Bridge:] [Swizz:] It's the type of songs that the DJs play, Estelle in
[Chorus] You think you using me Like this games new to me But you ain't confusing me You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees But that
It's hot here, gotta say it's so I got you right where I want Got an honest face so you turn your back When in doubt, run up your attack At one time
Come on, chop, chop, yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this, hidey ho Well, hello, howdy do, how are you? That's good Who me? Still hot, I still
Well you can play my game If you just tell me your name And you can play my game But I'll put you to shame I almost broke my highest score When you
Kilko: Hello, Miss Janet. Janet: Hi Kilko. Door open. Music selections. Kilko: Select. Janet: Playlist. Kilko: Scan. Janet: Stop! Play selection
Bawk bawk, chicken chicken Bawk bawk, chicken heads (boy please whateva) Bawk bawk, chicken chicken Bawk bawk, chicken heads Bawk bawk, chicken chicken
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here If you ain't from my hood, you can get
Every thing's gon' be alright If you play your cards right Every thing's gon' be alright It's do or die, your looking through the eye of a revolver I
Chorus:D.A You think your using me, Like this games new to me, But you aint confusing me, You just want jewlery and all the fucking shopping sprees, But
[chubb rock] All attention to all of the, lyrical swigs Whether you studio switch or you're, synching a gig Yes! I address to all the known known factors
Bad, bad whiskey Bad, bad whiskey Bad, bad whiskey Made me loose my happy home Made me loose my happy home Whiskey endless women Is driving me out of
Whoo your love pretty baby, I have in store for you Whoo your love pretty baby, I have in store for you You know I love you baby, I hope you love me too
Oh, mister D.J., I wonder why You don't play much blues anymore Ohh, mister D.J., I kept on wondering why You don't play much blues anymore I don't know