Daddy Mahmoud please take me to the party and let me stink curry! So we well smell some curry! When you are alone and you need some friends I think
For all the times that we We ever wouldn't be Look at us, baby Look at us now For everyday that I Should have you by my side We'll make it baby Look
And she says.. Daddy, Daddy, don't leave, I'll do anything to keep you, Right here with me, Can't you see how much i need you? Daddy, Daddy, don't leave
cool These are the reasons why I'm payin my dues Shoulda saw how your boy was dressed Do it from Grand Daddy I.U. and Lord Finesse Feel some kinda way
man and you don't wanna meet her. But her home girl nita swallow cum by the liter. She look good in boyshorts and a beater. But this other girl quita
: [Puffy] Yes indeed once again For those who don't know What the sounds of the youngest DJ in charge Ron G I wanna say whassup to Mary And this that
turnin back ( jay z ) Come here daddy, you drive me crazy Don't want nobody, but you my baby Hold me tight, and call me your lady Make me scream your name Come here daddy
: W-Balls, it's your main man DJ E-Z Dick About to unleash another one of those platnum plus hits And the word is on the streets, and the word is the
innuendo You still can't leave the party til you drop your crucial info Am I jaded in assuming that you're simply bound to do me Like them other lyricists
I don't feel lonely Got my homies out in Hollywood so I don't feel phony Ain't another nigga colder, cribs all over Flash-in-pan, these other rappers
here is only for your eyes to see But you gettin' carried away Saying we can do it where ever The way you touchin' me like no other (I'm gon' make you
here is only for your eyes to see But you getting carried away, saying "we can do it wherever" The way you're touching me like no other (Imma make
and how it goes We tryin to get chose {"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhh I choose you girl, yeah..."} [DJ Paul:] Now when they heard who in the club DJ Paul,
gon play with ya'll) And in the position you're in my nigga, you got to play the hits And i'm buckin' nigga So play my shit, like every other DJ Yeah
the radio, peace out without you I wouldn't be gettin' it on ya know, what I'm sayin'? And y'all all are players (Players, players) To some of the rappers that gave me respect When others
Pimp and Bun like DMC and DJ Run Everyday I come down them niggaz callin' my game Then ge on B E T and they don't mention my name Some grip it on that other
