Jacki-O lyrics
Jacki-O lyrics
"Fine lyrics"
Supersonic Speed lyrics
I.can't deny itwe are flyingthrough the time so fast like noone ever did beforealways fasterwithout breakingwith a supersonic speed to make us really strongit's still not enoughthere's no way to stopwe got so far againwithout dangerin this age of multiple demandB:are you ready for a ride with medo you want to feel insanitycome on and feel it like I doRef:SUPERSONIC SPEEDNEVERENDING BEATTHAT'S FLYING THROUGH MY HEAD
(feat. Ying Yang Twins)I.can't deny itwe are flyingthrough the time so fast like noone ever did beforealways fasterwithout breakingwith a supersonic speed to make us really strongit's still not enoughthere's no way to stopwe got so far againwithout dangerin this age of multiple demandB:are you ready for a ride with medo you want to feel insanitycome on and feel it like I doRef:SUPERSONIC SPEEDNEVERENDING BEATTHAT'S FLYING THROUGH MY HEAD
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Jacki-O)
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Ying Yang)
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Po'Boy)
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (College Park)
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki
Damn, that bitch is fine (I'm a sexy motherfucker)
Damn, that bitch is fine (I'm a sexy motherfucker)
Damn, that bitch is fine (I'm just a sexy motherfucker)
Damn, that bitch is fine
I get it from my mammmy, and I know how to handle it
Plus I got a motor like a Banshee
If that's ya man, girl you can forget it
I'm standin by the bar,parrot-toed, bowlegged
I make him wanna hit the bare guts
It ain't his birthday, I'm the reason he got his hair cut
Turned on by my stank walk, now he can't talk
But I'ma give him what he came for
Drop that shit, now roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it
(He told me
I Believe In A Thing Called Love lyrics
Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel Touching you, touching me Touching you, God you're touching me I believe in a thing called love Just listen to the rhythm of my hart There's a chance we could make it now We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down I believe in a thing called love Ooh! I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day You got me in a spin but every
to) Drop that shit now roll wit itCan't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel Touching you, touching me Touching you, God you're touching me I believe in a thing called love Just listen to the rhythm of my hart There's a chance we could make it now We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down I believe in a thing called love Ooh! I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day You got me in a spin but every
Drop that shit, now roll wit it (make that booty roll)
Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it
(Make that booty roll)
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Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Jacki-O)
Damn, that bitch is fine
Damn, that bitch is fine
Damn, that bitch is fine
Damn, that bitch is fine
Fine as a mu'fucker, shaped like a Coke bottle
Nigga got a lump in his throat so he can't swallow
Sh-she walkin' wit it, yeah that why ya ass'll get it
Gotta keep it at a distance
Cause if you walk my way nigga gon' be persistent
Smack that ass, pat, pat
Back taht ass up to the back, back
You got my daydreamin, havin we dreams
Jacki, is ther anymore roon in them jeans
For a freaky motherfucker like me
A ATL nigga wit a lot of gold teeth
Goddamn you fine wit a
The Gurl At The End Of My Gun lyrics
THE GURL AT THE END OF MY GUNspouting happy fountainsi watched your life beginrotting in your stockings -fetish make me weepI've found godand i live by the needleand there's a gurl...do you wanna die? kill kill killdo you wanna die? kill kill killher daddy's richwell he oughta be...his swiss bank accountpays for her anarchyThere's a gurl...i wanna see u buriedi wanna drive the hearse,in reverse, over you!!!did you
big behindTHE GURL AT THE END OF MY GUNspouting happy fountainsi watched your life beginrotting in your stockings -fetish make me weepI've found godand i live by the needleand there's a gurl...do you wanna die? kill kill killdo you wanna die? kill kill killher daddy's richwell he oughta be...his swiss bank accountpays for her anarchyThere's a gurl...i wanna see u buriedi wanna drive the hearse,in reverse, over you!!!did you
I just wanna touch your booty one time
Is it soft like it look, I'm curious George
Your booty put a smile on all the boys
Drop that shit, now roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it
(He told me to) Drop that shit now roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it (make that booty roll)
Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it
(Make that booty roll)
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Damn, that bitch is fine
Damn, that bitch is fine
Damn, that bitch is fine
Damn, that bitch is fine (Jacki-O)
Said you like this chunkey monkey and you want it
Cause I ride it like a pony when I'm on it
You just wanna get up on it so you can bone it
I'ma have you givin loans of money for homes, yeah
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The Peacock Song lyrics
my mind's an ashtray full of ashes lick the tears from my eyelashes oh, whatever will i see that's good he plays a really mean guitar she smokes a really big cigar. i'd love to love ya - if only i could her love is, oh so, shiny wet - keeps a bald peacock for a pet. can you ever understand how i feel? miss jenifa - my private dancer. miss nina - to whom i answer. kari sez we're the only ones who are real. so, when i dream on sunday mornin' and my l
of the South, Jacki-O gon'old it downmy mind's an ashtray full of ashes lick the tears from my eyelashes oh, whatever will i see that's good he plays a really mean guitar she smokes a really big cigar. i'd love to love ya - if only i could her love is, oh so, shiny wet - keeps a bald peacock for a pet. can you ever understand how i feel? miss jenifa - my private dancer. miss nina - to whom i answer. kari sez we're the only ones who are real. so, when i dream on sunday mornin' and my l
Boys seen them pictures in Vibe, they wanna blow me down
They wanna show me round, they know it's sunshine
They see the ghetto booty and they know it lunchtime
Gourmet cuisine got'em actin silly
He ain't even fuck, I only let him suck the titties
Now we in Hong Kong, I got the thong on
He on the phone, told his hoe that he ain't comin home
Drop that shit, now roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it
(He told me to) Drop that shit now roll wit it
Drop that shit, now roll wit it (make that booty roll)
Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it
(Make that booty roll)
Ro-ooo-oo-ool, ro-ooo-oo-ool
Ro-ooo-oo-ool (make that booty roll)
Ro-ooo-oo-ool, ro-ooo-oo-ool
Ro-ooo-oo-ool (make that booty roll)
I'ma drop my shit and roll wit it
Drop my shit and roll wit it
Drop my shit and roll wit it
Roll wit it, roll wit it