Instructions (Clean Version)
Dupri Jermaine lyrics
Dupri Jermaine lyrics
"Rules Of The Game Lyrics"
Think About Me Lyrics
Christine McVie) All it took was a special look And I felt I knew you before Didn't mean to love you Didn't think it would work out But I knew we would be together And I couldn't wait for more But what can they say It's not against the law Chorus I don't hold you down Maybe that's why you're around But if I'm the one you love Think about me. I believe that you re
Christine McVie) All it took was a special look And I felt I knew you before Didn't mean to love you Didn't think it would work out But I knew we would be together And I couldn't wait for more But what can they say It's not against the law Chorus I don't hold you down Maybe that's why you're around But if I'm the one you love Think about me. I believe that you re
(feat. Manish Man)
[JD]
uhuh, uh, yo
uhuh, uh yo
See around here
How many things can make y'all bounce you-know-im-sayin?
Left to right, right to left
uh, its so so def
and uh, yo, let it go
[Chorus: Manish Man]
Rule number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother-fucking hoes on they knees
Number three, come down with your strap-on strap-on
Niggas love to hate, so get your cap-on cap-on
[Manish Man]
One for my niggas aint down for hoes
Free drinks for my niggas stayin crunk throwin bows
Its ya boy Manish Man in this bitch
Niggas love to hate, hoes jock cause I'm gettin rich
Keep my mind on my fetti just to let you know
Strapped with rocks, reds, and camera's in my black fo'fo
On the east-side nigga tryin to get me some paper
Lythonia, Stone Mountain, all over Decatur
These hoes
Easy Day Lyrics
every day I get up, put my black, plastic securitysuit on, my gasmask leave the cellar and go to work. afraid to be poisoned or trampled by this huge machinery and I think to myself: what fuck above do I have to thank that I'm here to live in this shit I don`t wanna complain about the acid rain 'cause its nice compared to this poison air. and I wish I could just once see the moon oh one gorgeous show so I take it off, ye
be lovin the player, Jason calling me babyevery day I get up, put my black, plastic securitysuit on, my gasmask leave the cellar and go to work. afraid to be poisoned or trampled by this huge machinery and I think to myself: what fuck above do I have to thank that I'm here to live in this shit I don`t wanna complain about the acid rain 'cause its nice compared to this poison air. and I wish I could just once see the moon oh one gorgeous show so I take it off, ye
But fuck that, I rather trot these hoes are too damn shady
Look I dont need a bitch, I'm ridin down for me
And fuck a gang of niggas, see I'm a soldier G
And aint another nigga, who got more got game than me
You need to check yo shit, because its lame to me
Since 91 been payin the cost, to be the boss
Got no time to floss, because the game's throwed off
[Chorus]
[Manish Man]
Number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother-fucking hoes on they knees
Number three, dont forget to put ya strap on ya side
Nigga who ride who ride
[JD]
uh, South-side, South-side
If anybody know bout paper-chasing its me
Playboy J to the, E-N-D
Steady showin niggas how we do it down south
Steady ridin shit that aint even came out
In the club, VIP is where you find me at
Private plane, ice chains, I dont know how to act
Every city, got me somethin pretty keep em on they back
"If I aint a hot boy then what do you call that"
If its my shit, off the top you can tell
Cranberry, pineapple, four bottles of bale
Cats that play sports, rap fresh from jail
Hoes in packs, screamin out ATL
See I'm the type of nigga that was built for cash
Drive me and droppin puttin down a smash
Knowin nothing in life, but how to make these hits
Get paper, spit game in, pull me a bitch
[Chorus]
[Manish Man]
Rule number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother-fucking hoes on they knees
Number three, dont forget to put the strap on ya side
Nigga who ride who ride, East-side, East-side
Fuck these hoes, fuck these snitches
Down south niggas, chop twenty-inches
Fuck these snitches, and fuck these hoes
Four TV screen's, big chev
Christian Band Lyrics
I am in a Christian band you may not like it but thats where I am I owe everything to God because He saved my life All I do I wanna do for Jesus Christ I am in a Christian band I am gonna spread the gospel in a Christian band A lot of people choke the Holy Spirit today but being of the world has a high price to pay you dont talk about your faith everything is just nice
y four do's
Niggas best believe imma represent
Hardcore niggas gettin dead presidents
Where the real niggas went, imma let you know
Lay back with the strap, and they aint found no mo'
These lil niggas trippin, all that hollarin-screamin
I know yo momma saw dick, she should've swallowed that semen
Now I'm drivin through your block, red hot like a demon
Cock it back, all you see is the beam from my demon
And it aint no ping ping nigga, black-eye black-eye
No respect for the game, you better watch-out watch-out
Got this shit on lock, and now you locked-out locked-out
All that hate on a playa, gone get you knocked-out knocked-out
[Chorus]
[Manish Man]
Rule number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother-fucking hoes on they knees
Number three, dont forget to put the strap on ya side
Nigga who ride who ride, East-side, East-side
I am in a Christian band you may not like it but thats where I am I owe everything to God because He saved my life All I do I wanna do for Jesus Christ I am in a Christian band I am gonna spread the gospel in a Christian band A lot of people choke the Holy Spirit today but being of the world has a high price to pay you dont talk about your faith everything is just nice
y four do's
Niggas best believe imma represent
Hardcore niggas gettin dead presidents
Where the real niggas went, imma let you know
Lay back with the strap, and they aint found no mo'
These lil niggas trippin, all that hollarin-screamin
I know yo momma saw dick, she should've swallowed that semen
Now I'm drivin through your block, red hot like a demon
Cock it back, all you see is the beam from my demon
And it aint no ping ping nigga, black-eye black-eye
No respect for the game, you better watch-out watch-out
Got this shit on lock, and now you locked-out locked-out
All that hate on a playa, gone get you knocked-out knocked-out
[Chorus]
[Manish Man]
Rule number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother-fucking hoes on they knees
Number three, dont forget to put the strap on ya side
Nigga who ride who ride, East-side, East-side