ICG So we gon do this thang for tha LBC Cuz we all one love and yeah this tha dub On my eleven gettin slicker Buyin liquor from a non-liquor store Quick
crystals, rap spittin like lips do When I dismiss you, me and my click, fool Chorus: May I (may... I), may I funk with you? (repeat x4) To be a high
: {Snoop} I'm in Junior High with a C+ grade At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade I to school from my moms apartment I got to tell these niggas
but it's all right you know who it is It's the prince ay songz ay songz look here songz look here songz Uh uh uh look my mintal is a maget I'm higher
we didn?t grow [chorus] He?s got the red, white, blue Flyin? high on the farm Semper fi tattooed on his left arm Spend a little more in the store for
in every scenes we use Straight from the 4 track, two and simple cassette That's through a pimpsta's mode. Now it's time to hit the stereos stores and
Ross - Chorus] My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap My Jordans high
have these niggas fuck my wife and call her... [Chorus] Same Girl [4x] T-Pain & Kells Kells The Remix Same Girl T-Pain & Kells [R. Kelly Verse] Hold up [4
: Paul wall..chick magnet in stores me and mick jones we the future baby we comin' soon...its the swishahouse straight to da room I'm lookin' for a
sex take protection Word up AIDS kills, word up respect this America Is Dying Slowly (4x) Yeah, word yo, sliding up in this store right here I ain'
: [feat. Chevy Woods & Neako] [Wiz Khalifa:] Big house, 4 whips, hella tattoos Smoke good and ya bitch think I'm bad news Bout to go nuts, nigga, Cashews
thugs takin over V.I.P parkin Say you came to hang, well i bet 4, or 5 crooks are here, we brang sweat Smokin till you caint get no higher If the twins
say "park your weapons" Liquor stores never close, the whole hood high Niggas know when its "roll", the whole hood ride We on that bishop and jude shit I'll put this 4
Friday we get some mo got a grand get some blow buy the daum liquor store drink untill we drunk then in the morning then we hit the jewelry store
to ask Word Seen my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin' Cold bugged' em out shot allmenn little dice until my knees got sore Kicked around some stories
rapping on the same track It's a thug story, tell me can you handle that? [T-Pain & Taylor:] I had a dream last night [Taylor Swift:] I had high top