calm cool collected and composed She lookin' like "Nigga, whatcha here fo'?" I'm like, "Don't be actin' like I don't be givin that doe." That thing that
homeboy, salute my Lieutenant (at ease) I'm in it knee deep and can't creep no more I had to move down South on the low-low, fo' sho' doe Dippin through
: One, two, one, two, three, four Ohhhhh da la la Don't ba bose da la lomb ba bay Ping pong da la zoe da la la low People know what de lee
What do you do with a B.A. in English, What is my life going to be? Four years of college and plenty of knowledge, Have earned me this useless degree
Newcomer: What do you do With a B.A. in English? Oh, look! A "for rent" sign! Oh, my God! You?re Gary Coleman! Gary Coleman: Yes, I am! Newcomer:
' real calm cool collected and composed She lookin' like "Nigga, whatcha here fo'?" I'm like, "Don't be actin' like I don't be givin that doe." That thing
lynch hung, we let a.... (bitch), be a (bitch), till he's use to it, It ain't nothin but some raw edge bullshit... Chorus:(2x) Ba-da-da-dee-da-da-da-
I Issue One saeng-ga-geop-ssi-neun nae-ga-nae-ga si-neun syu-jeu Two nae-mam-dae-ro tto ja-kku-ja-kku ha-neun po-jeu Three a-mu-reo-ke-na sal-jjak-ssal-jjak ba
nigga watcha starin at(watcha starin at) Every body in my click we dra- a -ank Every body in my click got ba -a -ank Everybody in my click we ba -a -
-la Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba (Baa-ba) Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba (Ba) Ba-ba (Ba) Ba-ba, ba-ba, ba-ba (Ba) Ba-ba, ba-ba, ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba-be (Ba)
you over like Walter Payton Makin hits, my cliques, makin moola Like Don Shula, nothin's coola Than puffin on a phat blunt from Cu-ba I smoke more blunts
ba-boboboboboo ba-boboboboboo you went to school to learn ya all the things you never knew before like I after e except after c and that 2 plus 2 makes
) Eo-saeg-han pyo-jeong-jo-cha Mo-deun-ge mam-e deun neo-e gyeot-e (chin-gu-ga doe-gi-reur ba-rae Yeon-in-i doe-ju-reur ba-rae) Nae-ga hog-si-ra-do Ne
Yuh-ba-sae-yo... Yuh-ba-sae-yo? (yeah) love is pain Dedicated to all my broken-hearted people One's old a flame... just scream my name And i'm so sick
Some of that Dr. Dre shit Blarin, imagine that shit on blast At the Arco station after the club, pumpin some gas (Wait a minute, waithey hold up ba-ba-bump-bump Ba-ba
your lips I promise you this You wanna wear my kiss Da da da da da da da da Ba da da da da da da da da da da (Kiss) Da da da da da da da da Ba da
shit Blarin, imagine that shit on blast at the Arco station after the club, pumpin some gas (Wait a minute, wait; hey hold up.. ba-ba-bump-bump! *car horn* ba-ba
