thing as the perfect road Sometimes there's bumps and sometimes there's tolls Even though we don't feel like paying them We still do it just to get there
such thing as the perfect road Sometimes there's bumps and sometimes there's tolls Even though we don't feel like paying them We still do it just to get there
Man that thing in them jeans too fat for her It rebounds so I caught it off the backboard I told her, baby girl come here Know I run the town even when I aint from there
give it to an orphan All you wanna do is hit the clique into a saw, eh? Get her pregnant, then neglect it Then you go an tell the chick "get an abortion
my heart, seams On my bubble dreams, bubble dreams I can't believe how you looked at me With your Johnnie Walker eyes He's gonna get you and after he's through There
[Snoop Dogg] Greetings loved ones Let's take a journey [Katy Perry] I know a place Where the grass is really greener Warm, wet and wild There
ah cmon girl get down girl gimme dat mmm ah D.O.E. got you baby girl i hear you talkin that how you got things in control come and sit across my lap there
her right mind Practice in front of that mirror Now you doing it on the dance floor Mad 'cause I can't get with ya To just show me how to dance I may not wanna get
too Bette Davis, we love you Ladies with an attitude Fellows that were in the mood Don't just stand there, let's get to it Strike a pose, there's nothing
but sayin' theirs That's 'cause my dawgs ain't there The more hits we make, more money to burn The more fame we get, niggas get concerned It don't matter
I can't hear you (I am the future) I like it when you say my name Y'all gon' love me Feelin' it's about to get ugly Inject this dose of the future Tap
', I need you to do Call up the rest of the crew, I'll see you there Yo, I got the call from Sean, he out in Milan Went to get the package, got there
Please tell these niggas there?s no hoe in me, These niggas takin all these shots but ain?t no holes in me, So what you shootin at niggas you ain?t hit
wanna scratch up, get some brain How you fit them jeans We can drink and hook up, do some thangs I mean do some thangs Hot tub, Jacuzzi, we can get
yeah. thats my b-tch thats my bitch sh-shorty right there thats my bitch thats my bitch [Chorus - Elly Jackson] I?ve been waiting for a long long time just to get
Patron, in my system Leave wit me, they be dissin All this love, you never missin All this money, like it's Christmas Patron, in my system Get wit
sing. A little pretty thing. A little tan leg Georgia dream. She's a rockin' them holey jeans. Baby, what you got goin' on Saturday? You know, words got it, there
Big & Rich, Wyclef Jean There goes the neighborhood Please man, don't call the police, man Why can we just be friends And try to get along? I don't
