it on the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl she claimed it is what God resembled but on the left she had a mirrored image of the same female
bitches, get slapped up Take it to the trap, get clapped up Put it in ya brain that the female game, been wrapped up [Chorus x2] [Outro - Shawnna
AH! [Females voices humming] [Petey Pablo - talking] Y'all ready .. Y'all ready .. Y'all ready .. [Verse 1 - Petey Pablo] One of the illest rhymers
be jazzy, can't have the shoes without the bag (Dolla) [Too $hort] I wanna send a special shoutout To all the females with the matchin' bags, purses, shoes All the accessories... I like that shit [Chorus
t bump and grind and I ain't Robert Kelly So act like the broad in _Belly_, face down Ass up, that's how I like to fuck [Chorus: unknown female] Whatever
she said "I like girlies." "What that mean, hoe, that I can't have it?" She said, "Nigga, recognize I'm a female faggot!" You triflin'-ass bitches
Go fa sheezy Off the hizzle Do ya thizzle Wit my niggas Rod and dope fiend grittle Rock residential slang crack and pack pistols Every track I sizzle Chorus
, side to side, two niggaz an two broads an both involved wit dirty drawls, fo all y'alls, wit all balls I'm spoilin all bitches, all feticious females
Chorus] 3,6,9 damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo time Get low, Get low 6x To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall) Till the sweat drop
to dem Di higher level yuh fi do then, do then Yuh dance and tek it to dem, to dem, come on!!!! [Chorus: Ying Yang Twins + Elephant Man] [
Get Low (Remix) Lyrics Chorus [Chorus: Ying Yang Twins + (Elephant Man)] Three, six, nine, damn your fine Move it till you sock it to me one
Am I gonna have it tho, babes im a don. Im gonna get wicked if he don't get rid of ur digits. An stop sending you kisses on facebook dot com [Chorus
, don't get nine.. Like Cartel said 'Mi cocky longer than mi nine' So rep it up becau' we bump 'n' grind.. I'm a man you're a female, an' I hate when
girl, you're a shining star, So let's make a movie and play your part You're looking ready, to free your soul So come home with me, let's lose control [Chorus
balls, cup em I'll never fall again, I trip on stairs, I fall up em so buttercup dont try to come back knockin on my door all dolled up [Eminem - Chorus
out Right now we looking for all the ladies that got out back Whatever I'm bout, she bout that, whatever I'm on, she on that [Chorus - Katrina] Whatever
mag* *car horns throughout* Stuck in heavy traffic... Nigga It's All Bad! Chorus: WC w/ cops *car horns and helicopter sounds* [cops] *unitelligible* "Suspect has just thrown female
Mista, help me"'s what he said to me, and then sunk. Women, skinnin them and cuttin them up in chunks, In clumps - the woman with cocoa-butter skin once. [Chorus