HOOK: 
 
TWISTA 
Make that ass roll like a 24 (24) 
Lemme see you make that ass roll like a 24 (24) 
Shorty make that ass roll like some 24's (24's) 
Lemme see you make that ass roll like a 24 (24) 
 
"FEM" 
I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24) 
I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24) 
I can make my ass roll like some 24's (some 24's) 
I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24) 
 
TWISTA 
Now drop it (drop it) to tha  floor 
Spin it like some Stop-N-Go's 
Drop it (drop it) to tha floor 
Spin it like some Sop-N-Go's 
Roll like a 24 (24) 
Lemme see you make that ass roll like a 24 (24) 
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TWISTA 
Now I
Roadhouse Blues lyrics

Yeah 

Yeah, keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel 
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel 
Yeah, we're goin' to the Roadhouse 
We're gonna have a real 
Good time 

Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows 
Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
 can tell from back in the day, when we where shorties in the hood (hood) 
That you was gonna grow up to be thick as hell & lookin good (good) 
Now you 21 & them thights aint no punk (punk) 
Looking fine as hell, wit plenty junk up in the trunk (trunk) 
??? Get what you want 
Put that ass on us, feel it when you get tha party crunk 
Feel it when you twerk it in the club 
Spin it when you get down on tha floor 
Low when you get down on tha low 
Feelin im gonna jack that ass for tha bump & get tha ho, get tha ho 
Baby I just got some 24's & I love to watch em spin (spin) 
So lemme see you make that ass roll like my rims (rims) 
Kind of like Omega Jordans 
Pop that boot
To Wish This lyrics

It's a long day
For me and my world
It's a long day
To be your girl
It's been a hard times
Spent missing so much
But still I love you
To wish this,
To wishes

It takes some caring
To have enough
It takes some pleasing
To keep us crossed
And growing harder
To keep you crowned
But such a true look can be
T
y for my squad 
Work that fatty 
Throw it hard 
Roll it like a Lowenhart 
 
**HOOK** 
 
T.I. 
(HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY) 
Ya'll ready know  Hoes down pimps up 
Yo pimp step up in the house with your bitch up 
I got a Remy bottle instead of a pimp cup 
It shine like a summer day when my wrist up 
She wanna wave now cuz my nigga Twista 
Dissed her den bounce wit a sista 
I tell her to keep her head down and her hips up 
You can keep tha pussy Imma tear dem pretty lips up 
Let that ass roll like 24's on a big truck 
In ya G-String let it bounce when the beat bang 
Make it drop like dem cars in a G Thang 
Pull up ya skirt & work it like tha hook keep say'n 
 
**HOOK** 
 
LIFF
A Bygone Time lyrics

Our metaphysical reality is lostThe gods are a dead myth in mans lifeStand as evhemeristic symbolsno longer as a milestone in our heartsMan has deared the way for rethinkinga slaves and the unworthy?s foolishnessShall we forget and let it bea bygone time?
Y STOKES 
(Yeah Yeah) 
Common shorty make that ass pop 
Drop it like a rag top 
Shake it like a storm door 
Stir it like  ??? 
I got a pocket full of Tens & Dubs 
Im up in the club drunk as fuck 
Stuck lookin for love 
They lookin for ??? 
And I gotsa admit in Gods we Trust 
A lil game a lil fame  
I have em crowded in tha Church Bus 
Puffin on bomb Dro 
Straight up to the condo 
Open up the bus doors 
Headed up to the 12th floor 
It's bout to crack now 
Lay'n on my back now 
She said once she get in town 
And drop it back down 
I'm going through her thang 
I never knew da name 
All I know is when she get low 
A nigga lost it mang 
 
**HOOK** 
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