Do Or Die Lyrics

Do Or Die Lyrics

"All In The Club Lyrics"

YOU WOULDN'T KNOW LOVE Lyrics
So now you're back So you've had your fun And now you're comin' 'round again Sure baby I should let you in So you can let me down again Well it doesn't really matter what you say or do You can tell me that you love me But I know it ain't true CHORUS Cuz you wouldn't know love If it knocked down your door You wouldn't know it now You never knew it be

Its about 1:51 in the club and straight packin
with a five double-o playa playa who you back in
You lackin - I'm all up in the club gettin' action
With a ugh full of hoes
I'm smellin' like a sack and
You got my attention with your hips and thighs
Make a pimp reach his peak
With your hips and eyes
Girl you know what you do to me
Explain a monkey
Cause' you actin' like you twenty-three
Pass the hennessy
Ballin' like you true to sin
Now we all in the clubs that you be in
Like BBD
Do me in
If that's the case
Doin' head and slang off in my face
And pump that ass
This club track freek to the bass
Hold it down till' we drop it
Roll it, give it what you got, ugh
Robbin' on my body baby till' you hit the spot, huh
Dippin' big
Young Souls Lyrics
His old hand is searching slowly The wrinkled face is filled with pleasure Worn-out fingers take a record Out of the cover of the past Then he looked up to heaven His eyes are shining and smiling clearly With this old music he remembers He feels his youth - without fear The whole street hears the music And everybody knows Young souls rocking again With
names baby roll it till' it get a wash

Chorus x1 (Danny Boy)
In this baby (In this baby)
Why you wanna rub on me (Why you wanna rub on me)
You lookin' at my Rolex
Touchin' on my diamond ring
You all at the club girl (Club girl)
Shine up on a monkey on me (Puttin' them monkey on me)
Don't try to get personal
Why you want to hate on me...
Why you want to hate on me
oooh....

See some hinney flip a penny
Why you faking the funk
Heads or Tails
Anyway though you got bass in your trunk
All the playas up on the side
Come and smoke with me
He live when he step rep with Kenny's
Come and choke with me
From poor man
To rich man
Rich man back to poor man
All of us can party
Livin' in this low land
Ain't no favortism on
The Book I Read Lyrics
I'm writing 'bout the Book I read I have to sing about the Book I read I'm embarassed to admit it hit the soft spot in my heart When I found out you wrote the Book I read so Take my shoulders as they touch your arms I've Got little cold chills but I feel alright The Book I Read was in your eyes oh oh Oh...I'm living in the future. I feel wonderful.
this side of town
What you do is bring your mob
Bring it on or get down
Better yet lay on back in your steady b-low
Keep it real
Buddy fats and why flexin' this close
Even though we came to party
Can't say ride, say ride
In the end we fell like Biggie
Now nauzea twa
in the club off in the corner, pretty girl no style
we can dip with no protection in the back of the car
Bump and grind
Who's left in line and this all because
Playas we ball because
It's goin' and it's on in the club

Chorus x1
Don't take it personal oooh...

I got a taste for some hennessy
But like they said
Now alazey put that man in me
Now it's on from ten to three at the club tonight
If you ain't grubbin' right
You better be hookin' tight
Who got
Under Black Age Toil Lyrics
Under black age toil we live That night the stars shot madly from Their spheres and we're raging like a violent storm And the moon that was no crescent but His horns were visible within the circumference One saw more devils vastest hell can hold Within moonshine we left to bury the dead The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve The pestilence has taken our
a dubb to light
You take a puff and you pass it nigga
Wipe the dust off your truck
And you pass the liquor
Seven digits, figure what's the way to get picture
(Diamond shinin' up my watch)
And it's known to get you
Picture me and you in the club actin' bad
Pushin' in my love
And we doin for the cab
Bend it over
Give a nigga flashbacks
I'm about to test the pain
Cause' you want me to tags at
And where you friends at
Baby don't worry get it low in a hurry
Cause' when we finish this party
You gone tell a whole story about who
Me and you what didn't did do
For your whole crew knew
(??) I went through fool

Chorus x1

(Danny Boy)
Say ra, Say ra
Manaj eh twa
In the back of my car
Goodness baby x3



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