Busta Rhymes lyrics
Busta Rhymes lyrics
"Ass On Your Shoulders lyrics"
There's Only One lyrics
(feat. Mary J. Blige) [Busta Rhymes] Roll wit a nigga, put on some roller skates [laughs] yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Come on! Hot shit! More more more more more more! We gon continue to give it to you muhfuckas like this Put ya fuckin roll
(feat. Mary J. Blige) [Busta Rhymes] Roll wit a nigga, put on some roller skates [laughs] yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Come on! Hot shit! More more more more more more! We gon continue to give it to you muhfuckas like this Put ya fuckin roll
[People talking]
[Hook: Kokane]
Likes to go, eventual
Lead you home, come inside
Why you got your ass on your shoulders
Now, tryin' to spit at a bitch
I lead inside
Why you got your ass on your shoulders
[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah bitch put on an outfit, dazzle ya hair
Come in the club fit to take you home and frazzle the hair
Bitch understand I must have got a handle in here
Why you open up ya ass and let me travel in there
Create a scandal in there
Don't talk, let me pull it out to add another angle in there
Let me ride the back of yo ass like a camel in there
Pussy hot
120 Days lyrics
[Unfathomable depths of fanaticism and depravity] (x5) Do our choosing without hesitation...Give yourself over to sin. Your one chance for redemption shall {will} come when the spark is ignited within. Forced to sever the ties to this world which is bound by lies. {Your} Free from original sin, forced to
like she lit a fuckin' candle in there[Unfathomable depths of fanaticism and depravity] (x5) Do our choosing without hesitation...Give yourself over to sin. Your one chance for redemption shall {will} come when the spark is ignited within. Forced to sever the ties to this world which is bound by lies. {Your} Free from original sin, forced to
Remember I was tryin' to get my drink in the slot
And you was same girl actin' all stinkin' the spot
It was funny how I thought I wasted breath on the broad
A friend couldn't find her cause shorty left with the God
And then I took her back to the crib, you can figure it out
I'm diggin' it out with the dick in her mouth
Get cha' homegirl to come start lickin' ya out
And swingin' about until I start kickin' em' out
Because ya...
[Hook: Kokane]
[Busta Rhymes]
I'm sayin' she fuck a nigga like she want the God to lay in a hearse
Makin' me curse, hope you rela
Music Box lyrics
This is my music box And this is my home Come in take a look if you like Just you on your own But don't make your mind up Cos it's not done yet Yeah this is my music box In a state of regret Cos you drag me down Yeah you drag me down But I've had a plague of late A niggle of doubtte to my verse
And what be makin' it worse
That they be the same bitches frontin' like they wasn't with it at first
Actin' too good for niggas with your ass on your shoulders
But now you'll be fuckin' a nigga till he fall in a coma
I remember how you acted in the front of ya friends
As I remember now you give me head in front of my Benz
So now I'm smackin' it up, while you backin' it up
With a car load of bitches now I'm packin' it up
Now ya whole crew comin' and we whackin' em' up
Let me beat the pussy till I start blackin' it up
Got bitches diggin' in my back scratchin' it up
Got em' screamin' shatterin' glass crackin'
Get cha' homegirl to come start lickin' ya out
Ass swingin' about till I start kickin' em' out
Because ya...
[Hook: Kokane]
[Busta Rhymes]
Sayin' in ya crib gettin' ya shit right sprayin' yourself
With perfume that mean the dude start playin' yourself
Ya too fly to let ya friends know ya lovin' a nigga
So instead ya front like you ain't really fuckin' a nigga
But still I really love to sit on my dough
And there's nothin' I love when ya keep ya shit on the low
Get cha' homegirl to come start lickin' ya out
Ass swingin' about till I start kickin' em' out
Because ya...
This is my music box And this is my home Come in take a look if you like Just you on your own But don't make your mind up Cos it's not done yet Yeah this is my music box In a state of regret Cos you drag me down Yeah you drag me down But I've had a plague of late A niggle of doubt
And what be makin' it worse
That they be the same bitches frontin' like they wasn't with it at first
Actin' too good for niggas with your ass on your shoulders
But now you'll be fuckin' a nigga till he fall in a coma
I remember how you acted in the front of ya friends
As I remember now you give me head in front of my Benz
So now I'm smackin' it up, while you backin' it up
With a car load of bitches now I'm packin' it up
Now ya whole crew comin' and we whackin' em' up
Let me beat the pussy till I start blackin' it up
Got bitches diggin' in my back scratchin' it up
Got em' screamin' shatterin' glass crackin'
Battery Check lyrics
Walkin around the streets of Linn? Reloading batteries in my own way Nobody around here would know who I am That's o.k. I really wanna do something new Just anything different to get into It's all up to me to give it a try That it's all up to me is making me terrified It looks like I'll be waiting for mo
it upWalkin around the streets of Linn? Reloading batteries in my own way Nobody around here would know who I am That's o.k. I really wanna do something new Just anything different to get into It's all up to me to give it a try That it's all up to me is making me terrified It looks like I'll be waiting for mo
Get cha' homegirl to come start lickin' ya out
Ass swingin' about till I start kickin' em' out
Because ya...
[Hook: Kokane]
[Busta Rhymes]
Sayin' in ya crib gettin' ya shit right sprayin' yourself
With perfume that mean the dude start playin' yourself
Ya too fly to let ya friends know ya lovin' a nigga
So instead ya front like you ain't really fuckin' a nigga
But still I really love to sit on my dough
And there's nothin' I love when ya keep ya shit on the low
Get cha' homegirl to come start lickin' ya out
Ass swingin' about till I start kickin' em' out
Because ya...