Summer storms in benidorm an essax jubilee Vicious brits with kissing lips have made a saint of Me Bubble gum means nothing now that punks no longer lean
Summer storms in benidorm an essax jubilee Vicious brits with kissing lips have made a saint of Me Bubble gum means nothing now that punks no longer
be happy to switch, I don't know where you got that voice I would sell you to London if you gave me the choice Check Those old clothes and those red bows
bite and kick up and a real like a man she waan fight alright From you a toppa toppa (Then throw dem bows) Toppa toppa (Let the diamonds show) From you
Rpt 2x Who Keep Ya Jumpin Who Keep Ya Heads Bangin In All Those Party's Who Keep Ya Droppin Them Bows Is Me Yall(rpt3x) Dj SNS Ya'll It's Me Ya'll
, do you? Yeah we gonna find out, Ay Now [Chorus] [DJ Paul] Who you fuckin wit bitch (*4X*) [Don P] You might not know who I is (*4X*) [DJ Paul] Watch
beatin' 'em down in the dirt We dumpin' fur, we throwin' chairs So if you scary get your ass up out of here [DJ Paul] Now show them golds, and swing them bows
Who keep ya droppin' them bows Timbaland, in all those parties Who keep ya jumpin' Who keep ya heads bangin in all those party's Who keep ya droppin' them bows
in here (come on, that's right) Yeah (yeah) And the way we goin' on now (come on) Dirty South ya throw them bows now (throw them bows) Bow Wow to the
't you tell, Lil' Flip is in the building we got Dj Squeeky on the track...Gudda, Gudda - Clover G's [Chorus 2X - Flip] We throw bows, we blow dro
damn what you bitches say Nigga [Hook] [Lil' Jon] Ah, Ah, Ahhhh-ha-ha-ha We comin' through like the Rock bitch Knock you out yo motherfuckin' socks bitch Droppin' bows
to V A its real y'all We shakin' up bottles to let 'em spill y'all This is slip 'n' slide askin' "What the deal y'all?" If you ain't throwin' them bows
' the spot up like we don't care (A-ooh) We bring the night to a close Downed a couple shots and we threw a couple bows What we gon' do now? Take it
some south side niggaz and we runnin this shit We some east side niggaz and we runnin this shit We some west side niggaz and we runnin this shit [DJ
I don't know where you got that voice But I would sell it to London if you gave me the choice And check those old clothes and those red bows Though
after the show, I'ma start the thuggin And hit a "lil' mo" and get a "superwoman" Then (ANTE UP!), man I told dem hoes Girls, shake it fast when I (throw dem bows) DJ
