why we're taking to the top! This, I'd be on, I'm heading to the top, be on! [x2] I'm heading to the top, We're taking to the top! That's why we're taking
: Backside melts into the sofa My world my TV and my food Besides listening to my belly gurgle There ain't much else to do Yeah, I sweat a lot <a
there, Top off the Murcialago like Victoria?s Secret swim swear, So listen, I?m so sincere, bout to work out like gym wear, Murder MTV?s top ten, and
twelve year old by 30 belly stretched out baby daddy's on a 30 girl stressed out drwan face explains her grief sexy females used to be looker top facebooker
and that's when I go back Back where to the block, where the dreams never stop Cause it's hard to dream when your dream was being on top And you already
it I got 135 beats a minute It's your brother, Marquis, callin' all the freaks To show the pink and the booty-cheeks Stick from the bottom, stick from the top
thing The very essence of a jet black ebony queen And who could tell she would get pregnant at an early age She didn't listen, had sex Watch her belly
, heartless empire as we pillage the world / Searching for a dream within the nightmare we made / But I dream of standing on the top of / The wreckage
another phony Thug haters really seem weak for the moment Bone Thug niggaz never beat, we told 'em Guess they thinkin niggaz was weak but we showed 'em We on top
them by name "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of
Now watch a nigga tongue kiss the track like it was fried chicken Spicy seasoning was finger licking Everything looks grand and I feel so good today Jewels jingling below my belly
really have all you niggas going crazy Suffer from headrushes while niggas be smoking dutches Bitches be gettin' all in and they rippin' they pants crutches Wiggle they belly
doe you gotta show (how low can you go) No need for the games and teasin' Come up out them vicky secrets If I lick on ya neck down down to your belly
a mile And I be wildin out then I push you off the Trey (Yuuup!) Girl I'm right in front of you Wanna be right up under you Kissin under your belly button
her I told her Burn it up I told her I told her I told her I told her Burn it up Before all the club is on fire No top Bueno Bueno Watching her perspire
yow yippy yaddy yow yippy yaddy yow Yippy yaddy yow!!!!!! (Busta Bus now!!!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Ele! Come mek mi dig out dem belly and tek dem dung
yippy yaddy yow yippy yaddy yow Yippy yaddy yow!!!!!! (Busta Bus now!!!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Ele! Come mek mi dig out dem belly and tek dem dung
the north, east and west, but when It comes to them trailers in them South Parks Muffle it, cuz homie that hood's tighter then Kenny's So ladies if your belly
