dice til my knees got sore Kicked around some stories bout the night befo' TRU to the corner where the fly girls chill TRU action to some freak until one
W - W - WNPG (Rollin' at 'cha) Comin' 2 U directly (Ha ha ha) (Come one) (Goldnigga) From Paisley (Put your shit up while U sleep) (Gold) Goldnigga We out We try that one more
W - w - wnpg (rollin' at 'cha) Comin' 2 u directly (ha ha ha) (come one) (goldnigga) From paisley (put your shit up while u sleep) (gold) goldnigga We out We try that one more
back to Black Sheep I'm Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethin Come on say it with me I'm talkin' old Bobby Brown
my freedom and bring you the best weed son See son, in the kingdom we got it down We smokin up the green shit money no Bobby Brown It's funny how we blaze
that this don?t turn into a fatal attraction (ut uh) She screaming ?fabolous give me one more chance; fabolous give me one more chance? I?m thinking about the one night
Bitch, 'cause I don't love you no more Which one of these hoes in the lobby wanna slob me? You know me, I like my dick brown like Bobby In the duke
to the door bitch Cause I don't love you no more Which one of these hoes in the lobby wanna slob me You know me, I like my dick Brown like Bobby Jim Duke
walk that made grown men feel underage. Mary Ellen who had a son said, "I must go." but finally stayed. [humming] Gloria, the last taboo was shattered by her tongue one night
one, for you and 'Pac Wish both of y'all had "One More Chance" Like I wish 'Ye and Donda had one more dance CRIBS! [Verse 2: Jadakiss] Hah-HEEEEEH! Yo
I don't love you no more Which one of these hoes in the lobby wanna slob me You know me, I like my dick brown like Bobby In the duke shoot, then the
night I still smoke like exaust pipes and bust a universal flow and blow your wig back like niggas with toupe's drivin a convertable and further more
I'm a cold one down at the end of the day A little sundown buzz and more on the way I wash a week's worth of dust off my old truck While Bobby Earl runs
cute Bobby's a deer in a headlights Pump, drop it or I'll shoot Then like a sniper, cleanin his rifle, Bobby disobeys his commands One shot rings out (
One enchilada wrapped with pickle sauce shoved up and down in between a donkey's legs until he can't stand it no more . . . ! All this and more, Howie