't handle it on your own But your too damn fly to drink all alone Can I come bubble with you? To you, I'mma make a toast, come on Don't talk Baby just
Don't talk Baby just move with me Take a sip Kinda got you feeling fizzy It's alright, it's alright with me if it's alright with you (oh baby) Don't
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Don't talk Baby just move with me Take a sip Kinda got you feeling fizzy It's alright, it's alright with me if it's alright with you (oh baby) Don't talk
talk, talk, talk reason to talk, talk, talk get up, talk, talk, talk out your system talk, talk, talk get out your system talk, talk, talk
's cool being fooled and I can't just Sit around and watch those snow membranes flame My ends is loose and you can't stop that rain When it starts to
Don't let me find out that you're just a tease Don't let me find out you won't suck my b*** B*** like that, I don't f*** with y'all I f*** with bad b
You ain't pimpin mayne! You don't talk like we talk You like a wannabe gangbanger tryin to C-walk You ain't a crip motherfucker, and you ain't a B-dawg
I like to see the female twerking taking the clothes off BUCKEY naked ATL. Hoe don't disrespect it Pa pop yo pussy like this cause yin yang twins in this b i itch Lil Jon
just in case cross 'Cause ah, lately y'all don't make me happy To calm my nerve I need the herb GNC don't carry [Verse 5: Ice Cube] Who the fuck is that
[T.I. talking] Aye, aye Bun who did this man? So me and you got, T.I.P., Killer Mike, Lil Jon, and Bun B So that's the King of the South.. the Underground
B-C and B-B I'm thug nigga and you know this to the B Don't hate the, the playa Don't hate the, the game Don't hate the, the playa Don't hate the, the
her out needles to jug her out Pillows to smother out, you don't give a fuck about I wouldn't talk about I'm through wit' it your crew ain't even true
I'm the "Freestyle King", ace cap is my crown Had jokes back then nigga laugh at me now on citas.. on mammas.. I here you talking, but you don't want no problems And this aint Lil' Jon
many miles on her. We rep the BAY, we don't rep Califronia, (californyay) I'm run you for your car note. Why u don't got SS in front of your Monte Carlo
ass) B-B-Bounce that ass hoe (Shake, shake, shakin' that ass) B-B-Bounce that ass hoe (Shake, shake, shakin' that ass) B-B-Bounce that ass B-B-Bounce
coming up In this bitch, motherfucker, been in this motherfucking studio Working hard on this motherfucking album [Background vocals from Lil' Jon & Big Sam come in] What up B
all up on your girl in the club I don't rock blades, I don't rock guns The B with the wings fly like a dove Enough about me, let's talk about you Put
