Master P lyrics
Master P lyrics
"Bounce That Azz lyrics"
Afrikan Buzz lyrics
Seh mi love seh mi love seh mi love afrika adda man adda man ashed blood and fire me ago show you weh mi a deal wid wid de mike ina me han yafi stop all the violence and the badaration ina south afrika all you hear a pam pam dem a teef all de goal and dem a look fi diman a de roots of the life dat you mus understand anna deso me come from misa champion mi seh afrikan afrikan afrikan everybody use de name fi have some carn ina dem han me no deal wid dat ca misa righteous man an me se dat a so'um weh di people mus understand seh de land is so green jah man so green is de land me no
(feat. King George, Silkk, and Gangsta T)Seh mi love seh mi love seh mi love afrika adda man adda man ashed blood and fire me ago show you weh mi a deal wid wid de mike ina me han yafi stop all the violence and the badaration ina south afrika all you hear a pam pam dem a teef all de goal and dem a look fi diman a de roots of the life dat you mus understand anna deso me come from misa champion mi seh afrikan afrikan afrikan everybody use de name fi have some carn ina dem han me no deal wid dat ca misa righteous man an me se dat a so'um weh di people mus understand seh de land is so green jah man so green is de land me no
-Hey yo P! Wuzzup, dawg? I heard you been out in California, ballin outta
control!
-Yeah, but I'm back home now!
-Hey, yo, holla at ya boy, though!
-Down South hustlin, little Raleigh, we put you on the map yet, dawg?
-Since you back Down South, man, what you got to tell me, though?
[Chorus (5X):]
Bounce that azz, bounce that azz, you hoes bounce that azz
(You shouldn't of wore bikinis if you came to dance. Pull them draws out ya
azz and let ya knees shake)
[Master P]
Back to the 3rd Ward, it sho feel good
Just left Cali, now I'm back in the hood
Ain't been home a week, but already gettin paid black
My homeboys fiendin for that dank, I mean that chronic sack
Bags, hella bitch, but ain't a damn thing for free
You know I'm from the Calliope so meet me on these ratta streets
A round rolled tablet, these fiends actin bad
Don't make me pop the trunk and get that tac, and tap that azz
Walked through the carway, made it to the gym
Hollered at Michael Brown, Big Willie, and Magnolia Slim
See my old girlfriend, damn she hella fine
Got three
I Do Not Want This lyrics
I'm losing ground you know how this world can beat you down I'm made of clay I fear I'm the only one who thinks this way I'm always falling down the same hill bamboo puncturing this skin and nothing comes bleeding out of me just like a waterfall I'm drowning in 2 feet below the surface I can still make out your wavy face and if I could just reach you maybe I could leave this place I do not want this I do not want this I do not want this I do not want this don't you tell me how I feel don't you tell me how I feel don't you tell me how I feel you don
kids but ain't none of them hoes mineI'm losing ground you know how this world can beat you down I'm made of clay I fear I'm the only one who thinks this way I'm always falling down the same hill bamboo puncturing this skin and nothing comes bleeding out of me just like a waterfall I'm drowning in 2 feet below the surface I can still make out your wavy face and if I could just reach you maybe I could leave this place I do not want this I do not want this I do not want this I do not want this don't you tell me how I feel don't you tell me how I feel don't you tell me how I feel you don
Asked her is it all good for a light night creep
She said she on her way, whistled at me at a quarter to three
Gold teeth shinin, diamonds almost blinded her
And just like Brandy, I wanna be down with ya
Say it's all good, jumped in the Lexus
Mobile phone ringin, it's my cousin from Texas
Say they bouncin hard to my shit back in 5th Ward
North side, south side and south par
[Chorus (4X)]
[King George]
It's that Down South lunatic, livin harder than a brick
Breakin em down, while shakin the town, with hoes all on my dick
Doin what I gotta do, leavin them lawyers without a clue
Playa hatas mad cause my ride on them gold jewels
You hoes bounce that azz, you niggaz get the gat
Playaz in the front, where they at, where they at?
6th folks keep pimpin, you pimps keep pimpin
With a mouth full of gold, I know my shit is kickin
5th wheel caddies, tilt like yo daddy's
Bitch you pussy poppin, azz bouncin, I wanna grab it, can I have it?
[Chorus (2X)]
[Silkk]
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4 to the 5
Nigga it's the S-I-L to the K but don't forget to dot the
Ton Dernier Acte lyrics
(B. Bonvoisin / N. Krief) On paie cash au comptoir au royaume des stars Ecoute cette histoire Parti de rien du tout, tu ?tais presque au bout A force de sacrifices, fier aurait ?t? ton fils Bien s?r il y a la gal?re, les journ?es pas claires Cinq ou six Gigs par soir, je sais faut en vouloir Trop souvent le cachet t'?tait pay? au noir La ran?on de la gloire se paie assis au bar L'homme ?tait juste et bon dou? de la sagesse D?gaine nonchalante juste un air solitaire C'?tait ton dernier gig c'?tait ton dernier acte Parti en souriant histoire de noyer ton trac C'est dur de s'en remet
"i"(B. Bonvoisin / N. Krief) On paie cash au comptoir au royaume des stars Ecoute cette histoire Parti de rien du tout, tu ?tais presque au bout A force de sacrifices, fier aurait ?t? ton fils Bien s?r il y a la gal?re, les journ?es pas claires Cinq ou six Gigs par soir, je sais faut en vouloir Trop souvent le cachet t'?tait pay? au noir La ran?on de la gloire se paie assis au bar L'homme ?tait juste et bon dou? de la sagesse D?gaine nonchalante juste un air solitaire C'?tait ton dernier gig c'?tait ton dernier acte Parti en souriant histoire de noyer ton trac C'est dur de s'en remet
Going into that booth like steak (What?)
3rd Ward nigga, fool, N.O., LA
Pretend it's yo birthday like Lou
But we don't love you hoes like Snoop
But like H-Town I wanna knock some boots
(Why?) Just a fool like that
(Why you so laid back?) I'm just cool like that
Game fuckin tight, nigga, a step above
A nigga fully strapped so I steps in the club
1 little, 2 little, 3 little dog bitches
4 little, 5 little, 6 little dog bitches
7 little, 8 little, 9 little dog bitches
Now which one of you hoes is comin home with me?
Pffft! Pffft! Lodi Dodi, who came to party?
I'm not Slick Rick but I'm leavin with somebody
We just some Down South niggaz who rock the mike
Don't give a fuck, cause bounce all night
[Chorus (2X)]
[Gangsta T]
Pull me out to the ballin, and watch em get served
Bouncin in the U-haul, gettin full of that herb
All them stuntin ass niggaz finna give it up (lay it down)
Lightin up the whole block as I stuff em in the truck
Bitches this the payback, for them weak ass ?twav? sacks
Save that shit for to poppa (us Down South niggaz don't play that)
A bout it ass nigga from that boot
Lost Passion lyrics
Welcome hello, please take your seatWe leave now for a trip- in hellNow we can start especially for you- join us now! Shattered dreams, in shattered facesCrawling off the stageForgotten heroes lost their passion, many years ago Time after time in your lifeYou're burning your world of illusionsTearing your conscience apartLost Passion Now you can see, you can see what it meansTo come to a world of lies, all such liesThink about your destiny- the love you foundWas it just a dream, just a dream Shattered dreams, in shattered faces... <
(Tell em dawg) all of that is my nature, to up a AKWelcome hello, please take your seatWe leave now for a trip- in hellNow we can start especially for you- join us now! Shattered dreams, in shattered facesCrawling off the stageForgotten heroes lost their passion, many years ago Time after time in your lifeYou're burning your world of illusionsTearing your conscience apartLost Passion Now you can see, you can see what it meansTo come to a world of lies, all such liesThink about your destiny- the love you foundWas it just a dream, just a dream Shattered dreams, in shattered faces... <
Ain't takin no shorts, already lost in this system
Either bounce or get bounced, so you hoes get with it
[Chorus (2X)]
Uptown (bounce that azz, ho)
Downtown (bounce that azz, ho)
The West Bank (bounce that azz, ho)
Louisiana (bounce that azz, ho)
Texas (bounce that azz, ho)
Oklahoma (bounce that azz, ho)
Florida (bounce that azz, ho)
Memphis (bounce that azz, ho)
Alabama (bounce that azz, ho)
Georgia (bounce that azz, ho)
Mississippi (bounce that azz, ho)
Arkanasas (bounce that azz, ho)
Missouri (bounce that azz, ho)
Carolina (bounce that azz, ho)
California (bounce that azz, ho)
Everybody (bounce that azz, ho)
[Chorus (4X)]
Roll a nigga dick and get fucked, bitch. Roll a nigga dick and get fucked
bitch. Ha, ha, ha!Ya'll so nasty! Master P and da Down South hustlers in
this muthafucka! (Ain't no party like a No Limit Party cause a No Limit
Party is the shit) Bout to be outty 5, now, bitch! (Ain't no party like a
No Limit Party cause a No Limit Party is the shit) No Limit Records,
Bouncin and Swingin! And stay off of my niggaz!