Sheek Louch lyrics
Sheek Louch lyrics
"OK lyrics"
Back Down lyrics
Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!) Ha ha... [Chorus: 50 Cent] It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN Next time you in the hood and see an ol G You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK DOWN Any living
Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!) Ha ha... [Chorus: 50 Cent] It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN Next time you in the hood and see an ol G You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK DOWN Any living
[Intro: Sheek Louch]
Ok ([Cocoa Channelle:] Ok) Ok ok ok
Y.O. where you at? (Oh!) Bronx where you at? (Oh!)
Harlem where you at? (Oh!) Brooklyn where you at?
([Cocoa Channelle:] Queens!)
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Now what you know about me
I got this rap shit down to a tee
Grams to a half, half to a key
If these alone 'gon cause me a G
My flow too deadly baby
No fakin hold the hammer steadily baby
No shakin you still wanted to pop off
Until I come through slow with the top off
You ain't real you just a knock off
Y'all ain't sick that's just a light light cough
Sheek heavy in the hood
Rims spin heavy in the hood dash heavy with wood
Niggaz try get me if they could
But they know the handle is wood and my aim is good
Sheek keeps it real, from the
One lyrics
(feat. T.M.F.) [Intro: Ghostface, (Big Trife)] Yo, yeah {"New Ghostface!"} Yeah, to glorious days {"one"} Yeah God, check it out y'all We back, yes yes y'all {"one"} (Fake roller derbies) Yeah, masked avengers We're here to sharpen your sword {"one"} All praises due to T.M.F., Wu-Tang Clan Scream on it, Ghost [Ghostface] Aiyyo, we at
streets to the motherfuckin yards at jail(feat. T.M.F.) [Intro: Ghostface, (Big Trife)] Yo, yeah {"New Ghostface!"} Yeah, to glorious days {"one"} Yeah God, check it out y'all We back, yes yes y'all {"one"} (Fake roller derbies) Yeah, masked avengers We're here to sharpen your sword {"one"} All praises due to T.M.F., Wu-Tang Clan Scream on it, Ghost [Ghostface] Aiyyo, we at
(Let's go)
[Chorus: Sheek Louch]
I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin
And, I don't know what's all the drama
But he keep on frontin better call his mama
And, I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin
And, I don't know what's all the drama
But he keep on frontin better call his mama, and
[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Nah, I ain't thuggin I'm here to party
And I, I don't party I'm here to thug
I don't know taste this drink I think it's drugged
Then ummm, he keep talkin he will get plugged
Listen, tell shorty I got the hot tub
If she try and wash a little sweat off from the club
And, tell her friends they could come if they want
Cause my niggaz got a line full of whips
Kiss From A Rose lyrics
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea. You became the light on the dark side of me. Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and The light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey. Ooh, The more I get of you, Stranger it feels, yeah. And now that your rose is
in the frontThere used to be a greying tower alone on the sea. You became the light on the dark side of me. Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and The light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey. Ooh, The more I get of you, Stranger it feels, yeah. And now that your rose is
And, I know you playmate of the month
And you model for Vicky C (Say what?!)
But ain't no runway here and you ain't there
So you might as well let us skeet, bitch, ha ha!
[Bridge: Sheek Louch]
Ok, ok ok ok (Let me see who else in hear, let's go)
New York where you at? (Oh!) Cali where you at? (Oh!)
Miami where you at? (Oh!) Atlanta where you at? (Oh!)
[Chorus: Sheek Louch]
I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin
And, I don't know what's all the drama
But he keep on frontin better call his mama
And, I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin
And, I don't know what's all the drama
But he keep on frontin better call his mama, and
[Verse 3: Sheek Louch]
It ain't nothin but a word to
Crime Of Passion lyrics
Is that love in your eyes? Or just obsession? They're razor sharp! It's your disguise Your obsession! You mess my hair and tear my clothes Your obsession! Is it a crime to love you Is it a crime to love you Is it a crime to love you Is it a crime, a crime, I ask you why? Ruthless life -- you taught me everything I know I was always a fool I was always walking in your shadow Why is it a crime -- a crim
come out the trunk on these catsIs that love in your eyes? Or just obsession? They're razor sharp! It's your disguise Your obsession! You mess my hair and tear my clothes Your obsession! Is it a crime to love you Is it a crime to love you Is it a crime to love you Is it a crime, a crime, I ask you why? Ruthless life -- you taught me everything I know I was always a fool I was always walking in your shadow Why is it a crime -- a crim
With this that and a third
But Sheek tryin to chill
Get up on somethin go over there and ice your grill
Damn! All these chicks in here, all this ass for free
And you wanna stare at me?!
I don't know what you thinkin or what you drinkin
But you better go and get some ass before
[Chorus: Sheek Louch]
I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin
And, I don't know what's all the drama
But he keep on frontin better call his mama, and
And, I don't know what you thinkin but a party ain't a party unless you drinkin
And, I don't know what's all the drama
But he keep on frontin better call his mama, and
[Outro: Sheek Louch]
Yeah! Cocoa Channelle whattup ma!
This it right here! ha ha! we got 'em! D-Block!
Out!