Dungeon Family lyrics
Dungeon Family lyrics
"Crooked Booty lyrics"
Anthem lyrics
It's a new day, but it all feels old It's a good life, that's what I'm told But everything, it all just feels the same And my high school, it felt more to me Like a jail cell, a penitentiary My time spent there, it only made me see That I don't ever wanna be like you I don't wanna do the things you do I'm never gonna hear the words you say 'Cause I don't ever wanna, I don't ever wanna be You...don't wanna be just like you What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem throw all your hands up, you, don't wa
Make ya,and Shake yo shit (woo Lord)It's a new day, but it all feels old It's a good life, that's what I'm told But everything, it all just feels the same And my high school, it felt more to me Like a jail cell, a penitentiary My time spent there, it only made me see That I don't ever wanna be like you I don't wanna do the things you do I'm never gonna hear the words you say 'Cause I don't ever wanna, I don't ever wanna be You...don't wanna be just like you What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem throw all your hands up, you, don't wa
I am puttin poetry into motion my addiction is overdosing from a natural high
Supplyin the soul with that unmistakinable mystical magical feelin that your money can't buy
Becomin a slave to the rhythm there's no way that you could stop me now I'd like to see you try
Because I'm already long gone don't be scared for me baby just blow me a kiss good bye
I can't believe you'd rather stay behind then go beyond talk to me baby tell me why
Society won't set ya free now follow me programmin' your fear to fly
Best believe I'm a breathe and break ground before I die
I know it's live and let live but my love won't let me lie
Make me wanna do the
And we don't speak proper english when we walk we strut our stuff
We act like life is gravy even though it's oh so rough
My doctor diagnosed me and he said now here's the deal
You're coming down with a bad case of
The Crooked Booty (come on, everybody)
The Crooked Booty (I can't hear y'all)
Now everybody do the crooke
A New Desert Life lyrics
This is where the water becomes shallow. And nothing here is quite as deep as you hoped it would be. You wish the lines were drawn a little clearer. The tides have turned this drought will burn and everything is falling out of place. And drying in the sun shriveling and shrinking the hides are turning brown wrinkling and stinging. as you bury yourself deep in the dust of the sandiest grave you can find it's a new desert life. to be reborn again o
d booty,This is where the water becomes shallow. And nothing here is quite as deep as you hoped it would be. You wish the lines were drawn a little clearer. The tides have turned this drought will burn and everything is falling out of place. And drying in the sun shriveling and shrinking the hides are turning brown wrinkling and stinging. as you bury yourself deep in the dust of the sandiest grave you can find it's a new desert life. to be reborn again o
Come on, I say the crooked booty (come on)
Come on everbody I say the crooked booty
Yeah, the crooked booty
Now everybody do the crooked booty
Yeah, come on, the crooked booty
Oh doctor doctor help me please
I got this problem come over me
And I just can't shake it (I just can't seem
to shake this thing off up me, now help me)
At first I was just fine
Didn't really play it no mind
Until it hit another time (another time)
Cuz my chest popped out (my chest popped out)
And my back went in (I said my back went in)
Started movin my body
Like I had a nervous itch (ooow)
So the doctor gave me (say what?)
This remedy (what'd he say?)
He said, "Pop it to boy"
And feel the beat
It's the brand new craze
And it's comin your way
It was started in the slums
By the Dungeon Family
It's not very hard it's kinda easy to do
All you got to be is poor and broke and have no loot
It's called the Crooked Booty when it's only a test
It's like tryin to stop
Wouldn't Any Woman lyrics
(feat. Twista) [Chorus - Twista] better watch yo back there boy get on yo square or my gun'll beat your chain got the nigga figured out showin you off tellin shit aint the same go ahead and kick him out cut him up catch him sleepin fuck him up only he must not know your name pimpin is a deadly game [repeat Chorus] [Trina] oh nigga you mad now actin bad pullin out your gat its not all you care about its cash so
the IRS from takin your cheques(feat. Twista) [Chorus - Twista] better watch yo back there boy get on yo square or my gun'll beat your chain got the nigga figured out showin you off tellin shit aint the same go ahead and kick him out cut him up catch him sleepin fuck him up only he must not know your name pimpin is a deadly game [repeat Chorus] [Trina] oh nigga you mad now actin bad pullin out your gat its not all you care about its cash so
It's like tryin to soak your cheese and took all the rap
It's like tryin to stop a nigga from crackin your back on this track
It's like tryin to tell your daughter you can't chase the cake
It's like tryin to stop a boss jack from swangin his set
You just go like that (it don't matter)
You can be 400 pounds or be as tall as Shaq (come on)
Pimp get out your llac
And do the crooked booty
And do the crooked booty
Do the crooked booty do the crooked booty
do the crooked booty (aaaaaaaaaaah)
Now everybody do The Crooked Booty (Everybody, come on)
The Crooked Booty (I can't hear y'all)
Now everybody do the crooked booty (a little louder)
Come on, I say the crooked booty (People in the back)
Come on everbody I say the crooked booty (People on the side)
Yeah, the crooked booty
Now everybody do the crooked booty (Yeah, y'all got it)
Yeah, come on, the crooked booty (A little louder y'all)
I ain't got no paper
I can't wipe my ass
But give me one
Homey Don't Play lyrics
Born broke, beat up, and always honked at Gimme an uzi and you suckas get the fuck back I'll bust your mind like a watermelon And as you listen you'll find your brain swellin' I'll go Oo so, solo who so Deads compare themselves with death die Don't ask why my styles uncopiable Some try, but they just too sloppy so Thou shall not come closer 'Cause all the suckas who bite'll blow up like an explosive I'll stamp a pentagram dead on your forehead And as soon as ya say a lyric your dead X marks the spot whe
lil' dollarBorn broke, beat up, and always honked at Gimme an uzi and you suckas get the fuck back I'll bust your mind like a watermelon And as you listen you'll find your brain swellin' I'll go Oo so, solo who so Deads compare themselves with death die Don't ask why my styles uncopiable Some try, but they just too sloppy so Thou shall not come closer 'Cause all the suckas who bite'll blow up like an explosive I'll stamp a pentagram dead on your forehead And as soon as ya say a lyric your dead X marks the spot whe
I'll show you how to make it last
I ain't got no paper
I can't wipe my ass
But give me one lil' dollar
I'll show you how to make it last (I'll show you how to)
And we don't speak proper english when we walk we strut our stuff
We act like life is gravy even though it's oh so rough
My doctor diagnosed me and he said now here's the deal
You're coming down with a bad case of the
The Crooked Booty
The Crooked Booty (A little louder now)
Now everybody do the crooked booty (do it like you can't do it no more)
Come on, I say the crooked booty
Come on, I say the crooked booty
Yeah, everybody do the crooked booty
Now everybody do the crooked booty
The crooked booty
Now everybody do the crooked booty (yeah, everybody)
The Crooked Booty (Come on)
Now everybody do the crooked booty (I can't hear y'all)
I say the Crooked Booty
Now everybody say the crooked booty
The Crooked Booty
Now everybody do the Crooked Booty
The Crooked Booty (yeah, y'all got it)