Тексты песен «Goodie Mob F Sleepy Brown»

Chorus: goodie mob (repeat 2x) I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we...

No ego trippin', just growin' old All up when i'm feelin' cold 'cause pain up on my soul seems to be all i feel Watchin' my family fall apart, was all i never wanted to see 'cause i got love for one another I'd kill for...

[cee-lo] Mmmm.. this particular song right here is.. Dedicated to the black woman And it doesn't pertain to all black women Because some of y'all disrespect y'allself Because you don't know who you are in the first...

Do you ever see that stuff that be When it get cold that is that shit you can't see? See that shit happens sometimes. Yep, black ice. Verse 1: Now you know and i know i done bumped every hole in the wall Did catch...

Lock the doors.....!!!! Intro/chorus: cee-lo It's a shame, when niggas gon' realise we're the same Helpin the enemy win the game If you a player, use precision, don't make a decision in haste Blood is a terrible thing...

I knew, i kinda pieced together what they was kinda trying to say man Because in a way, god is everything, yaknowhati'msayin? he he he workin Through them crackers to save us, in a sense, knowhati'msayin? the evil That...

When the scene unfolds Young girls thirteen years old Expose themselves to any tom, dick, and hank Got mo' stretch marks than these hoes Hollin they got rank See sega aint in this new world order Dem experimenting in...

[gipp] Yup, yup, yeah.. uhh.. Yeah.. All night like a corner store, twenty-four seven Hood hanger; we gets hot like a wok In the chinese kitchen, switchin up on my suet How we get down, we blew down, nigga big bank...

Hook You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty (t-mo) Now when i saw you in the club, all i did was stare Intimidated by my golds and my long ass hair But i couldn't let you...

One to da two da three da four Dem dirty red dogs done hit the door And they got everybody on they hands and knees And they ain't gonna leave until they find them keys Now if dirty bill clinton fronted me some weight...

[t-mo] Why is it you fail, to see a man In the same hour, that his kin come grinnin? In another code, fell asleep, party mode, tryin to come up From the ashes that defy your lift, listen up Ladies seem sweet, the ocean...

Hook We got that fie fie, we got that fie fie We got that fie fie delish (x2) (khujo) Back in the whole, ?hide like i stole? Put us in this where it's at make all the dough Throw out your dough Uhh you ain't hard,...

Put me in a serious situation hope i get another chance To live life as i know 4:30 was the time, i'm feelin' a pain in my chest I guess i smoke too much sess Makin' a nigga mo' slow off the doe in olympian bubblin'...

[cee-lo] Uh-huh, one time Yessuh yessuh [big gipp] Now what they know about the banana and mayonnaise (mayonnaise) Slices of toasted bread on the nap-kin Straight up nuts with this country drawl It ain't no reason...

Lord it's so hard, living this life A constant struggle each and every day Some wonder why i'd rather die Than to continue living this way Many are blind and cannot find The truth cause no one seems to really know But i...

Naaah i can't do this shit y'all my stuff home Gotta nigga name all lit up This ain't the first time this name all lit up Man y'all niggaz realize man been in this motherfuckin box man, god damn Saight my nigga,...

Chorus: goodie mob We peel out sideways (get rich to this) We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this) Thank god for friday's (get rich to this) Hey hey hey hey!! (get rich to this) We peel out sideways (get...

"uh-huh, been here been real Still clear south west Y'all niggas wanna do somethin' with it? Y'all niggas wanna do somethin' with it? Chorus: Now from that ghetto Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto Got one foot in, one...

Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed Cuz', you know me, givin' me left hand dap P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son A cool breeze got my lips...

Intro: Ladies and gentlemen, you are listening To the rulers of the spirit world (really, really, really) Yeah, yeah, that means poetry deep in this team Y'all done stepped on we, the green green Yeah, y'all done...