, but tonight shawday I don't care. You can be anything in this world, But tonight your gunna be my dancer. You can be anything in this world, But tonight your gunna be my dancer
hair, but tonight shawday I don't care. You can be anything in this world, But tonight your gunna be my dancer. You can be anything in this world, But tonight your gunna be my dancer
, Franck Muller [?] My new bitches must menage I'm a G [Chorus] All I know is bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin
spirit of my hair, it's all the glory that I bear I'm my hair, I am my hair I'm my hair, I am my hair I am my hair, I am my hair, I am my hair It's
Uh, yeah, Somalia Yeah, I spit it for my block, it's an ode, I admit it Here the city code is lock and load, any minute is rock 'n' roll And you rock
no idea what ya dealing with something on some of this realest sh-t something, something yeah. thats my b-tch thats my bitch sh-shorty right there thats my bitch thats my
dances And eventually answers to the call of autumn All them fallin' for the love of ballin' Get caught with 30 rocks, the cop looked like Alec Baldwin End of century anthems, based off inner-city
wasted Now she backstage and she tryin' to get famous She be up drinky, drinky Gucci Mane, shake it Club night, damn right, Gucci Mane wasted Rock star
just want to breathe Falling My world?s up and I?m almost Falling My hands over my
the Benz-y Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!) Hey, must be the money! Hey, must be the money! Hey, must be the money! Must be the
oh well the city rocks I go to sleep but then it knocks She's knocking at my door That little angel knows the score She's knocking at my door But I
up my boyz, theya??re gonna bring the noise When we hit the dance floor. My team hardcore, all the girls do adore Bouta do the gang rock til my feet
you know See we're rockin' in your area rock beneath your balcony My baby just cares for me well that's funny Her touch tickles especially on my tummy
and prices I had to hustle harder, move up my mustle marger Seen new jack city, cop me a couple cars And that's word to my father, send a bird to my
had to hustle harder, move up my mustle marger Seen New Jack City, cop me a couple cars And that's word to my father, send a bird to my father Dove love
it takes to get high One, love was the joint that my cousins used to break dance to Before they began to pop and lock with the glock handle This one turn for the worst, my
this And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist' Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city
