the air you gotta get into it, growl like a bear Now say whaaa! "what?" no whaaa! do the damn thing girl cut that shit up Fill ya cup, dont be no punk
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, yeah, Street fighter 2, all these games... [mommy! is that the black santa claus? That is the black santa claus! mommee! mommee! mommee!] Verse 1:
up , and yo while i snatch yo girl im gonna pour some drink in her cup ohhhhh [Twista Verse 2] Yo i got my boy hype d we in tha place to be dont ya
yea Awwww See I love everybody Mid-west, east coast, west coast But its something special About these country boys Down here in the dirty south, ya know!?!?! [Verse 1
the air You gotta get into it growl like a bear Now say Whaaa! (Girl: What?) No, Whaaa! Do the damn thing girl cut that shit up Fill ya cup don't be no
boy rides And big boy ice Let me put this big boy in yo life The thang get so wet And hit so right Let me put this big boy in yo life That's right [
auto, deep down ya main chick even wanna cum, everybody know my name I'm number 1 I'm number 1 [Chorus:] I'm number 1 in this bitch now they understand
Mari & Fabolous) [Chorus: Teairra Mari] Go girl like it's my birthday I walk by they looking thirsty and I say bye (bye, bye, bye, bye) Go girl like
tags But you was never fly like this [Verse 1: Fabolous] I'm a let ya wife peep game get used to this shit Introduce her to shit Like Life meet Laine Laine meet Life Ya
- Boy Cookin' and Zippin' - Boy 2 for 1 - Oh Boy Hey Juve fuck wit' ya - Boy I won't fuck wit' ya (Boy) Fuck Ya - Boy Boy Boy Boy Got a baby girl, not
thinkin' of me, ay, ay...) [Girl] Hey, let's get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down (Whachu would do?) Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you [Verse 1
-now, th-th-through ya motherfuckin hands GET EM HIGH All the girls pass the weed to ya motherfuckin man GET EM HIGH Now I ain't never tell you to put down ya
mall And telling every girl she the one for me And I ain't even planning to call I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man [Verse 1: Drake] Last
on my phone Cause you know like I know Bre-Z Mac and that's fa sho Betta read b/t the lines. So nigga check ya hoe. [Verse 1: Yung Ralph] This is Yung
it So you gotta beleive gotta beleive And never give up! [Verse 1:] When when when you born with a gift to make em say dang' Gotta be having a boy it
[Verse 1:] What's up? My name is Sean, nice to meet ya So what brings you backstage in this theatre? Oh you're in the crew that plays first I shoulda