Watermelon, Chicken & Gritz
Nappy Roots lyrics
Nappy Roots lyrics
"Riches to Rags (Mmmkay) Lyrics"
Uhhnnh-Bad Seed Lyrics
(The Bad Seed) Uh Let's go Here we go, uh Here we go y'all Here we go y'all Once again, yeah Who better nigga
(The Bad Seed) Uh Let's go Here we go, uh Here we go y'all Here we go y'all Once again, yeah Who better nigga
[Mackey]
There are times when you get suckered in
By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with women(mmmkay)
But it's when you do these things too much
That you've become an addict, and must get back in touch...
(Mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[c'mon][Nappy]
[Yo!]
(Mmmkay)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict(too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you'v
Closer To Fine Lyrics
I'm trying to tell you something 'bout my life Maybe give me insight between black and white And the best thing you ever done for me Is to help me take my life less seriously It's only life after all, y
e become an addictI'm trying to tell you something 'bout my life Maybe give me insight between black and white And the best thing you ever done for me Is to help me take my life less seriously It's only life after all, y
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much)
He wore the finest stuff, platinum chains with diamond cuts
Hawaiian slush, combined with wine and coconuts.
[Pushed a 'lac, gator shoes, amani suits, shahou(?)
Plenty hoes, plenty loot, a major nigga, a paid nigga.]
Kept some red Jarans, plus a big benz, plus a lex jeep
Plus the best friends, plus he jet ski, in Texas.
{Flash the big chedda, wu-leather, new ched
Ole Buttermilk Sky Lyrics
OLE BUTTERMILK SKY Kay Kyser - words and music by Hoagy Carmichael - introduced by Hoagy Carmichael in the film "Canyon Passage" (and nominated for an Academy Award) - lyrics as recorded by The K
der, gucci sweataOLE BUTTERMILK SKY Kay Kyser - words and music by Hoagy Carmichael - introduced by Hoagy Carmichael in the film "Canyon Passage" (and nominated for an Academy Award) - lyrics as recorded by The K
Spillin' armaredda in a black Baretta
For the fools who change like blue weather.}
[His tailor-made Armani suits, played with Tommy boots
Pushed more hummers than army troops, word to my men Dukes.]
Look at him 'sached down, more kids than Bobby Brown
Had a private jet, planned the odds he bet, two keys inside his vest.
{I keep the gold chain, and a cold dame,
We drove a fast car in a slow lane,
With caviar with the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game.}
[Snooort coke, push dope, down to cut, a nigga throat
Spunt half of his summer, cruisin' on a, love boat.]
(Mmkay)
[Mmmkay]{anyway}[mmm-hmm]{for real?}
[Is that right?]{feel that}[Go'n ahead balla]{do ya thang}
[Mmmkay]{anyway}[mmm-hmm]{really?}
[Is that right?]{feel that}[Go ahead playa]{do yo thang}
Spring break, Virginia Beach, had a pa