see what bein' a star's all about One touch you tremble one more you'll moan I'll show you something you've never learned at home You'll see how good baby it
you're a clown What can you do, just see it through And hold on to what is left to you Same old story, same old song Goes all right till it goes all
the lifeless Sometimes I just wanna play some shows, make some dough Take it home, lay in my bed, and stay in my safety zone But Cee-Lo said it best
t stand my cologne Then stay your ass home, you and your chaperone Things done changed, but we continue to reign as the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B
a great white Need I say great white, heavy as killer whales I cannot believe this, who knew it came in bails? Who knew it came with jail, who knew it
They call me King Hov, capisce? They call me King Hov, capisce? They call me King Hov, capisce? They call me King Hov, capisce? I'm like ooh Kimosabe
pocket Some take the crack and chop it but those that haven't got it Take away the added profit, it's catastrophic I take the gat and cock it and I'll
claus N*ggas gather round, I got gifts for all of y'all Take it home and let it bubble thats the double up If you get in trouble that just mean you f**king up It
watch out, I'm tellin you why Common Sense is breaking, marks down, ah-follow-me-now Yo Common Sense is breaking, marks down Uhh, check it, check it, check it
casper beat it like a boxer eat it like a lobster tell me your desires get you higher than a roster i got something special for you when i get you home
House, take it from the top like this *** Yo, Redman 'Back In Business' like EPM D whips I drive, I gotta TV 'em I tour New York down, so B.B. King '
They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? Yeah, man I'm like woh Kimosabe Your
know you get big when you leave It's a damn shame but that's the way that it gotta be huh Look at Malcolm X Martin Luther King Marvin Gaye 2 Pac B.I.G
man! Cheech: Aw, man... I've been so out... You got sent from heaven! All right, man, light it up, homes! Chong: Ok, check it out man! [Verse 1 - B-
it's not thing Make ya sing the blues like B.B. King I got the roughneck scales To give awhile Like a voodoo child Nuthin but style Take it But you can
It's not thing Make ya sing the blues Like b.b. king I got the roughneck scales To give awhile Like a voodoo child Nuthin but style Take it But you can
this motherfucker just a-swangin my hair Bitch quit talkin, quick walk if you down with the set Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet Out of town, put it
got my mind infatuated Absolutely fascinated with the thoughts of what she might be like Time after time after time I had to wait, Is fate procrastinating? I cant take it