cuz of you Its cuz of you Let it out Let your feelings show Cuz there's nothing in the world that you know that could stop us now Let it go Let your
Its cuz of you Its cuz of you Let it out Let your feelings show Cuz there's nothing in the world that you know that could stop us now Let it go Let your
made her hips, it'd make her flip I prefer a lift of my chopsticks Oh stop it Let the dancer take money outta your pocket She can move it and drop it With her clothes on, it
to ya Get ready for the carnival thrills Should of cut your little faggot ass in the hills Boom, through the door into the room, you gotta check it out It
baby slow it down right here [Verse 2:] Call it what ya want it Ghetto futuristic come get up on it There's a black up in my sector can I jump on it
bar codes while I stick em with another hit up out of the abyss The Tech N9ne Nina out to find vaginas Since the playa clubbin it, rubbin it Lovin
your bar codes While I stick 'em With another hit Up out of abyss The tech n9ne n9na Out to find vaginas Just a player Clubbing it Rubbing it Loving
was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang, The whole rhythm section from the purple gang. Let's rock, oh little baby, let
back But it didn't work out like that (No, no, no) The moment I laid eyes on Jack It was my time, it was my space It was the bright red he brought to
I want him stopped I don't care what it takes alright? Move out, now, c'mon let's go, let's go, let's go Yo Mack, there's somebody on the roof man Yeah
So head down I dive... I'm feeling Lo-Fi Crash boom bang can't remember my name I hit it head on but I'm feeling no pain What's it gonna take to make
12-gauge blast He was all on my ass, I had to think real fast Hooked a left, all of a sudden heard a boom and a crash Tried to catch the cold, sold the
's crazy and dyin' to explode ya 187 up in the house, can you fuck with it? It's like a car that crashed, so buckle up with it Hot bullets make a nigga
we thug on the corner from night to the sun up u run up get down fall in let it explode low only real gangstas role so whom we splash around when we crash
your bar codes While I stick 'em With another hit Up out of abyss The TECH N9NE N9na Out to find vaginas Just a player Clubbing it Rubbing it Loving
out of the abyss The Tech N9ne out to find vaginas Since the playa clubbin it, grubbin it Lovin that crema streama My thing when I flips I got to make sho that it