go All the way up, all the way up to heaven All the way up, all the way up to heaven All the way up, all the way up to heaven All the way up, all the
you, it's so hard to let you go All the way up, all the way up to heaven Now I wake up with your voice in my head All the things you said - keep on playing
up You can have it all Anything you want you can make it yours Anything you want in the world Anything you want in the world (Give it up to me) Nothing too big
all Anything you want you can make it yours Anything you want in the world Anything you want in the world (Lil' Wayne: Give it up to me) Shakira: Nothing too big
big machines That you bring from over seas It burn up dem skin Like some unwanted disease Gimme some space So I can burn dem please Big fire stick weh all
you missed it before Its no big deal I'm so big wheel In them little cars with those big wheels With a little box full of those big steels Pretty little
back, bonjour, The flow is so pure I was baptized by the Doug E Fresh's Lost my way and got reckless Too much beefin' Had me screwed up like Texas So
sell records but a GGG-u not! Acting big on the radio, to me you not You can ask Mr. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300
right. All pussy ain't good pussy. But nuttin' don't beat that savage pussy. You know that pussy that breathes, the snappin' pussy, that haveya head fucked up
'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' itback y'all! Break it down now! [Verse 2: Brother Marquis] All alone on a Saturday night Smokin' on a blunt, feelin' all
: [Intro: Mr. Mixx] Big booty hoes - up wit it! Hoochie mamas - up wit it! Let me see ya touch the ground! [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] I don't know my
shake niggaz The only way to see six figures, is break niggaz Me and Musolini set to ride we high Big Bogart got the alibi if homicide ask us way Labelled
**t is still f**ked up y'all And y'all wonder when it's gon' get better and it ain't gon' get better [2Pac] Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do These
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it. Roll up and get swoll up. Hold up. How ya gonna play me like a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long way
: (feat. MJG) [EightBall] Yeah All my playa niggaz throw your hands up And all my thug niggaz throw your guns up Weak niggaz give your funds up, to
we pullin up in big Escalades [Wish] All paid for, money on the wood, so it's no car notes [Lay] We far from broke, that's all I know [Lay] So you better
gone make it to the top of the stage From the cradle to the grave (All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way All the way) [Verse 1: Krayzie]
