won't one say no Ain't nothing like a Too $hort fan I ain't tripping, you can play it again Don't fight the feeling, life is me I rock shows in Nashville
Hectic get nekkid and do it backstage after you all exit Elected prom queen on the strength of my last record About three minutes start countin back seconds Winnipeg to Texas
I ain't under paid when it comes to makin' Money I'm so hot I feel like the son of Satan I'm so hot I feel like the sun is hatin' Your bitch Hhhhuhhhhuhhhh
Screw Us Up, that's what keep the streets hot Don King, Bun B, Please Free Pimp C Hydro, Super Flow, know these boys feeling me Come to Houston, Texas
dudes They send no letters, no books, and no money for no food 'Cause commissary is so very necessary It's so close to bein' slavery, in Texas n**** it
[Intro: Fat Joe] Yeah! This is it y'all (Darkside), Darkside Volume One Hope you enjoyed We had to take you out classic status, you feel me? We had to
' at the giggety lake Hoes in daisy dukes so tight, it'll make your nuts break Polk-a-dot panties, gold thangs, dampies So many stars out here I feel
, what? Yeah, what? Yeah, what? (Lil' flip) Yeah, what? Yeah, what? (David banner, three six mafia) Yeah, what? Yeah, what? Yeah, what? (Houston, Texas
laugh about it in Texas, yo And get with Rome, down in Caki-Lac And hit the spot, in the hood where the happenings at Where the shootin' and the fightings
me and my friends think your band really rocks you can't believe it's all really real you don't know what to say, you don't know how to feel you think
as a calm night chillin wit some broads bout as raw as a bar fight you can't ignore me any more, the bass bumpin through tha floor make veterans feel
Lord nigga Gunz motherfuckers ain't really knowing I'm really going And feeling I'm showing that my main objective is Benz and Lexuses Cop Rolexeses, get bigot in Texases
we Nobody could outshine we Tha whole CMR, CMR family [Lil' Wayne] Look, it's little rhymecholy Legendary like Bob Marley 17 ward superstar, feel me
my mind I'm just telling you how I feel Now look, how you feel Juve? How you feel? I feel like a millionaire How you feel, baby? I feel like pocketing
a beautiful feelin' If you hate me then blow a dick 'cause it's a mutual feelin' You see I am what I am and it is what it is You'd feel how I feel,
[Talking] Bitch, I know you see us Boss Hogg Outlawz, we run the motherfucking streets H-Town Texas, you know I'm saying We got the mo'fucking city on
me, I'm the reason you lost her You be blowing up her phone, always talking reckless When she blow up my phone, I only respond with texts Like "soon as I land in Texas
their hips Even when in Texas with no gear troopin' That's when I find the baddest broads in Houston boostin' Breakdown feel the party Put your hands