mssabina Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 ladyshady, your sig is delicious Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ladyshady Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 bump board meet-up before the fight! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
curreri13 Posted October 22 Author Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by ladyshady get swiss cheesed up for real u know it Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 by the way you look like a 40 year old bald man in a mid lifr crisis going on a message board for clubbbbber douche Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
curreri13 Posted October 22 Author Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by bbbooom meet me at the corner of hylan and bay big guy yesssss......... ill go there at 1:00am tonight.......look for the black bmw.......homieeee your so dead Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ladyshady Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by mssabina ladyshady, your sig is delicious isn't it? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 o yea i forgotSCHMA TO YOU Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Felix_Leiter Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by curreri13 yesssss......... ill go there at 1:00am tonight.......look for the black bmw.......homieeee your so dead so that means im scheduled at 2:00 AM ??meet me in bay ridge..18 ave silver CLK 430 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mssabina Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 wow, internet threats are sooo scary Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by mssabina wow, internet threats are sooo scary Wyrd Y0!One two three go!My baby don't mess aroundBecause she loves me soAnd this I know fo shooo..Uh, But does she really wannaBut can't stand to see meWalk ou the dooo..Don't try to fight the feelin'Because the thought alone is killing me right nooww..Uh, thank god for mom and dadFor sticking through together'Cause we don't know hooowww...UH!Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa..Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa..Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa..Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa..Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa..Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa..Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa..Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa..You think you've got itOhh, you think you've go itBut got it just don't get itTill' there's nothing atAaaaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaallllll..We've been togetherOhh, we've been togetherBut seperate's always better when there's feelingsInvooooooOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOooooooOOOOOlvedIf what they say is ("Nothing is forever")Then what makes, Then what makes, Then what makesThen what makes, Then what makes LOOVVEEE?(Love exception) So why you, why youWhy you, why you, why you are we so in denialWhen we are not happy heeeerrreeee...Y'all don't want me here you just wanna danceHeeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH)Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH)Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (Don't want to meet your daddy, OHH OH)Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Just want you in my Caddy OHH OH)Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH, don't want to meet yo' mama OHH OH)Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Just wan't to make you cumma OHH OH)Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (I'm, OHH OH I'm, OHH OH)Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (I'm just being honest OHH OH, I'm just being honest)Hey, alright nowAlright now fealous, (YEAH!)Now what's cooler than bein' cool?(ICE COLD!) I can't hear ya'I say what's cooler than bein' cool?(ICE COLD!) whooo...Alright, alright, alright, alrightAlright, alright, alright, alrightAlright, alright, alright, alrightAlright, alright, alright, Ok now ladies, (YEAH!)And we gon' break this back down in just a few secondsNow don't have me break this thang down for nothin'Now I wanna see y'all on y'all baddest behaviorGimme some suga', I am your neighbor ahh here we go!Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it (OHH OH)Shake it, shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake it (OHH OH)Shke it, shake it like a Poloroid Picture, shake it, shake itShh you got to, shake it, shh shake it, shake it, got to shake it(Shake it Suga') shake it like a Poloroid Picture(Repeating "Shake it" in background)Now while Beyoncé and Lucy LuiAnd baby dogs, get on the floor(Get on the floor)You know what to dooo..Yooooouuu.. know I doHeeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH)Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH)Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH)Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Uh oh, Hey Ya)Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH)Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Uh, uh, OHH OH)Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH)Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
curreri13 Posted October 22 Author Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by smokesum so that means im scheduled at 2:00 AM ??meet me in bay ridge..18 ave silver CLK 430 bayridge .....beautifulllllllll 18 th ave even better.............u have no clue.....lol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Felix_Leiter Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by curreri13 bayridge .....beautifulllllllll 18 th ave even better.............u have no clue.....lol neither do u :laugh: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
curreri13 Posted October 22 Author Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by mssabina wow, internet threats are sooo scary awwwwwww....... dont be scard there will not be anymore scary things on here after tonight Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 Lil' Romeo]They call me Romeo, soldier boyComa te llamo, ya heardThrow em up, lets do thisThrow em up, throw em up, throw em upChorus: Lil' Romeo and (Girls) (repeat 4x)All the Girlies, the Girlies that love meCause I'm the one that say my name(Lil' Romeo)[Lil' Romeo]Whats my name?[Girls]Romeo[Lil' Romeo]Y'all love me[Girls]Yeah we do[Lil' Romeo]In the tick, tryin ta thinkAin't no limitLock it down from the East to da WestWe ready ta rideWe rollin about it, Lil' soldier can't lieIt's the thug in meStill love me babyIn the dirty dirty you done heard i'm drivin' a benzLadies love me, because Little whodi we keep it realI' ll sign your autograph and love your thrillI know your somebody that scream my name for meLadies I love you, cause I know you love meCome onChorus: Lil' Romeo and (Girls) (repeat 4x)[Lil' Romeo] I drive a scooterYou want a player wit some moneyFlossin' baby iced out Bugs BunnyHoney, I'm that new kid spark within'Make you screamRollin' wit silkk cause I'm bout thatSoldier boy be studdin' whoo, I doubt thatMe and Bugs hostin' are chip stacksAlways playin' folks that wayTa get my permit so I can drive my roseSo let me know if you downAnd are you feelin' meGirls I love you cause I know you love meCome onChorus: Lil' Romeo and (Girls) (repeat 4x)[Master P]Break down, senorita uno dos get busy one timeChorus: Lil' Romeo and (Girls) (repeat untill fade) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
curreri13 Posted October 22 Author Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by smokesum neither do u :laugh: 18 th ave and what ............. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dgmodel Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 is anybody really going to show up??? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 [intro: Master P] + (Cam'Ron)Yo Cam, let's flip this thing on these niggazYa'heard me(Let's do it my nigga)Well do your dizang(There's nothin', man)(Up top, down south, right)Oh yeah, oh yeah(We bout it)Aiight whoadie(Yeah)Yo, this one here goes out to them boysThat's bout it, bout itMaster P, Cam'RonWe takin' this from the South to the EastUhhhhh[Cam'Ron]I represent, where them killers at145th and Broadway you get your head crackedGet your legs snapped, arm trist, ribs crackedWig tapped, play fair day care kids nappedYou think you real, well my posse is crazierYour moms mobbin' and rapin' her, Saudi ArabiaI'm 89 and oh, Audi and eightiersBeef in N-O I had to call No Limit upBaby mack baby gat love the way the babyGot my baby boo, cop the X5, that's a baby truckSantana rollin' big, Jimmy in the CaddyDayton, Youngstown, Cleveland, CincinnatiIn the Double-O I represent the C-OPlease ho, Harlem World forty if that's me, yoClipse eleven or bricks get seven offSnow so white only thing missin' is seven dwarfs[Hook] [Master P]Killa Cam, you know he bout it, bout itJim Jones, you know he bout it, bout itFreeky Z, you know he bout it, bout itSantana, that boy bout it, bout itHarlem World, you know they bout it, bout itDiplomats, you know they rowdy, rowdy145th and Broadway, them boys realYou know them boys, they don't play[Cam'Ron]Aiiyo, I'm bouncin' through an ounce or twoMy crib look like the FountainblueA fountain too, no water, only pumpin' Mountain DewFront on y'all little cats I was bound to doI made a weird, chickenheads can't pronounce my shoesI got head but need more mouth119th to the whorehouse, soon as the tour's outPapi's rotten, my block top was spoppy poppin'I pop ack over some oxi cottonCotton club and Roxy RobinsRubies and rocks we poppin'Booties, oozies and glocks'll stop 'emBattery on his head, copper top himWhen I'm in the building dogg, you got to watch himGot to spot him tray eight a floor revolverThe D.A., seargent and coroner's problem - nowHighs get eight done, dips that don't play noneJim Jones, Freeky, Killa and the great one - Santana[Hook][Jim Jones]You know I claim (What you claim?) where them gangstas bang15th and Lennox, nine tray they do they own thingIn uptown, up on 40 a phat Sean hit the blockDogg he move that water shit, he like the networkOver wet work, you come up short on that paper get a wet shirtThen if you walkin' through Foster and TaftFlossin' that cash and gangstas put the torch to your assAnd I can't forget AK and WagnerMy dogs straight crazy cuz the AK'll blast yaOne callin' daddy Sheik and QLB's and Sally beat your crew, now come onAnd dope stacks, right in front the liquor storeHennesy, lil' me me you know the flipped the rawMuch upset, oh yeah they bout it16 shots up out the glock I come about it[Master P]140 Lennox, you know they bout it, bout itTaliban and up top, you know they rowdy, rowdyMaster P, the New No LimitYou see us hustlas keep it real, that's why we keep winnin'Blackadome, you know he bout it, bout itLucius Sheist, you know they rowdy, rowdyGameface on, man we gangstas fo' shoCP-3 representin' Dirty South, the N-OC-Murder, hold the block downWe get paper whoadie even on lockdownATL, you know they bout it, bout itMississippi, Detroit, you know they rowdy, rowdyL.A., you know they bout it, bout itFlorida and North Carolina, you know they rowdy, rowdyOklahoma and Tennessee, Boston and Texas, they B-O-U-TSeattle bout it, Hawaii rowdyAlaska, Chicago, I mean they bout it, bout itIndiana, you know they bout itSt. Louis, Kentucky, you know they rowdy, rowdyPhoenix bout it, Milwaukee bout itThe N-O to the N-Y, you know we rowdy, rowdy[Outro][Jim Jones & Master P]Bounce bounce bounce bounceBounce bounce bounce bounce(You know they rowdy, rowdy)Bounce bounce bounce foolBounce bounce bounce bounce(You know they rowdy, rowdy)Bounce bounce bounce bounceBounce bounce bounce bounce(You know they rowdy, rowdy)Bounce bounce bounce fool Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 [Juelz Santana]Oh, come on, fuck with your boyIt's Santana, Heatmakers, where we at?Let me see you through thisKilla, Jones, FreakayYeah man, I'm back at itToday's a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcaseGo uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I sent yaTell 'em it's August, I'm "Gon' Til' November"I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent upCall my bird, get my broad have her sent up (Please)Call my niggaz, call my squad, have 'em sent up (Please)I see a town I'm likin'See some niggas getting money in a town I like itI run up on them with the pound and light itLike it's my block now, all right kid?He understood me quite clearThen that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right earAnd I got back to my business, back to my bitchesBack to the kitchen, that pyrex visionPop, I let that white stuff sit inGet hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin'Yeah I'm sorry but this is how I'm livinAnd this is how I'm getting, fuck how I get itHey![Chorus: Juelz Santana]I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handlesListening to gangsta musicI stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channelsWatching how the gangstas do itI stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandlesWatching Shaft, clocking math[Juelz Santana]Now I see death around the cornerGotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?Nope, it's the city where the skinny niggas ride.45 semi on the side, twisting when they drive, yeahLick a shot for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeahOne more for Shyne locked inside, yeahTwo more for Cam, for taking over the RocYeah, yeah, it's my yearSo, okay, okay, okay, y'all can't fuck with me, no wayJose or Hector CamachoTech blows and watch yo' chest close and tacosMotherfucker I'm the best, I told y'all beforeI should y'all before, ey![Chorus: Juelz Santana]I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handlesListening to gangsta musicI stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channelsWatching how the gangstas do itI stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandlesWatching Shaft, clocking math[Cam'Ron]I'm on the westside of Chicago, lookin' for a bust downAnd make me put my two arms up, Touchdown!You stay in touch now, but when I tough downI'm like Buckshot shorty, you better "Duck Down"Yeah I must clown, I'm from Harlem, UptownWhere we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, what now?Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin'Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousinYes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing muppetsWorst then that, they go home and kiss they husbandThat shit's disgustingKeep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin'This on my wrist is nothingTo me it's just yellow hearts and pink diamondsWhere I get the money for this? Don't think rhymin'You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to[Chorus: Juelz Santana]I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handlesListening to gangsta musicI stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channelsWatching how the gangstas do itI stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandlesWatching Shaft, clocking math Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 summer, summer, summertimetime to sit back and unwindVerse One: Fresh PrinceHere it is the groove slightly transformedjust a bit of a break from the normjust a little somethin' to break the monotonyof all that hardcore dance that has gotten to bea little bit out of control it's cool to dancebut what about the groove that soothes that moves romancegive me a soft subtle mixand if ain't broke then don't try to fix itand think of the summers of the pastadjust the base and let the alpine blastpop in my CD and let me run a rhymeand put your car on cruise and lay back cause this is summertimeChorusVerse Two: Fresh Princeschool is out and it's a sort of a buzza back then I didn't really know what it wasbut now I see what have of thisthe way that people respond to summer madnessthe weather is hot and girls are dressing lessand checking out the fellas to tell 'em who's bestriding around in your jeep or your benzosor in your Nissan stting on lorenzosback in Philly we be ou in the parka place called the plateau is where everybody goesguys out hunting and girls doing likewisehonking at the honey in front of you with the light eyesshe turn around to see what you beeping atit's like the summers a natural afradesiacand with a pen and pad I compose this rhymeto hit you and get you equipped for the summer timeChorusVerse Three: Fresh Princeit's late in the day and I ain't been on the court yethustle to the mall to get me a short setyeah I got on sneaks but I need a new paircause basketball courts in the summer got girls therethe temperature's about 88hop in the water plug just for old times sakebreak to ya crib change your clothes once morecause you're invited to a barbeque that's starting at 4sitting with your friends cause y'all reminciseabout the days growing up and the first person you kissand as I think back makes me wonder how the smell from a grill could spark up nostalgiaall the kids playing out frontlittle boys messin round with the girls playing double-dutchwhile the DJ's spinning a tune as the old folks dance at your family reunionthen six o'clock rolls aroundyou just finished wiping your car downit's time to cruise so you head to the summertime hangoutit looks like a car showeverybody come lookin real finefresh from the barber shop or fly from the beauty salonevery moment frontin and maxinchillin in the car they spent all day waxinleanin to the side but you can't spead throughTwo miles an hour so everybody sees youthere's an air of love and of happinessand this is the Fresh Prince's new defintion of summer madnessChorus Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 You know parents are the same no matter time nor placeThey don't understand that us kids are gonna make some mistakesSo to you, all the kids all across the landThere's no need to argue, parents just don't understandI remember one yearMy mom took me school shoppingIt was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sisterAll hopped in the carWe headed downtown to the Gallery MallMY mom started bugging with the clothes she choseI didn't say nothing at firstI just turned up my noseShe said, "What's wrong? This shirt cost $20"I said, "Mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!"The next half hour was the same old thingMy mother buying me clothes from 1963And then she lost her mind and did the ultimateI asked her for Adidas and she bought me Zips!I said, "Mom, what are you doing, you're ruining my rep"She said, "You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet"I said, "Mom, let's put these clothes back, please"She said "no, you go to school to learn not for a fashion show"I said, "This isn't Sha Na Na, come on Mom, I'm not BowzerMom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousersBut if you don't want to I can live with that butYou gotta put back the double-knit reversible slacks"She wasn't moved - everything stayed the sameInevitably the first day of school cameI thought I could get over, I tried to play sickBut my mom said, "No, no way, uh-uh, forget it"There was nothing I could do, I tried to relaxI got dressed up in those ancient artifactsAnd when I walked into school, it was just as I thoughtThe kids were cracking up laughing at the clothes Mom boughtAnd those who weren't laughing still had a ballBecause they were pointing and whisperingAs I walked down the hallI got home and told my Mom how my day wentShe said, "If they were laughing you don't need them,cause they're not good friends"For the next six hours I tried to explain to my MomThat I was gonna have to go through this about 200 more timesSo to you all the kids all across the landThere's no need to argueParents just don't understandOh-kay, here's the situationMy parents went away on a week's vacation andThey left the keys to the brand new PorscheWould they mind?Umm, well, of course notI'll just take it for a little spinAnd maybe show it off to a couple of friendsI'll just cruise it around the neighborhoodWell, maybe I shouldn'tYeah, of course I shouldPay attention, here's the thick of the plotI pulled up to the corner at the end of my blockThat's when I saw this beautiful girlie girl walkingI picked up my car phone to perpetrate like I was talkingYou should've seen this girl's bodily dimensionsI honked my horn just to get her attentionShe said, "Was that for me?"I said, "Yeah"She said, "Why?"I said, "Come on and take a ride with a helluva guy"She said, "How do I know you're not sick?You could be some deranged lunatic"I said, "C'mon toots - my name is the Prince =Beside, would a lunatic have a Porsche like this?"She agreed and we were on our wayShe was looking very good and so was I, I must say - wordWe hit McDonald's, pulled into the driveWe ordered two Big Macs and two large fries with CokesShe kicked her shoes off onto the floorShe said, "Drive fast, speed turns me on"She put her hand on my knee, I put my foot on the gasWe almost got whiplash, I took off so fastThe sun roof was open , the music was highAnd this girl's hand was steadily moving up my thighShe had opened up three buttons on her shirt so farI guess that's why I didn't notice that police carWe're doing ninety in my Mom's new PorscheAnd to make this long story short - shortWhen the cop pulled me over I was scared as hellI said, "I don't have a license but I drive very well, officer"I almost had a heart attack that dayCome to find out the girl was a twelve-year-old runawayI was arrested, the car was impoundedThere was no way for me to avoid being groundedMy parents had to come off from vacation to get meI'd rather be in jail than to have my father hit meMy parents walked inI got my grip, I said, "Ah, Mom, Dad, how was your trip?"They didn't speak - I said, "I want to plead my case"But my father just shoved me in the car by my faceThat was a hard ride home, I don't know how I survivedThey took turns - one would beat me while the other was drivingI can't believe it, I just made a mistakeWell parents are the same no matter time nor placeSo to you all the kids all across the landTake it from me, parents just don't understand Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 Interviewer: Yo I'm sayin, these Ruff Ryder Niggas. DMX: DogInterviewer: I heard these niggas is for real DMX: Dog. That's my man and them Interviewer: But I heard these Niggas is like suppose to be lockin down the industry on some shit, on some power shit. DMX: Dog that's my mans and them Interviewer: Eh DMX: So what I'm doin'Interviewer: right, right DMX: my mans and them is doin, becauseInterviewer: right. DMX: that's my mans and them, ya knowInterveiwer: I feel ya DMX: Now ya feel me?Interveiwer: I feel ya DMX: So you know when you fuckin with meInterveiwer: right, right DMX: you fuckin witInterveiwer: oh oh, what are ya doin now?DMX: Told y'all niggazYa just don't listenWhy must you be hard headedTried to explain, but ya didn't hear me thoughYa know, grrrrrrUh One two one two, come through run through Gun who, oh you don’t know what the gun do Some do, those that know are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I’m the hardestrap artist and I'ma start this Shit up foreal, get up and feel, my words I make herbs split up and squeal Ill is all I’ve been hearin lately Niggaz hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me put their brains on the wall, when I brawl Too late for that 911 call Niggaz stay beefin but a lot of them bluffin But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs You think a lot of them tough Not just for frotin When I hit them niggaz like 'What you want?'the battle turns into a hunt With the dog right behind niggaz chasin em down We all knew that you was pussy but I'm tastin it now And never give a dog blood because raw blood I have a dog like one bitin whatever All up in ya gut Give it to them raw like that and ain't no love I do em all like that Four right up in they back Clak Clak Close your eyes baby, it's over Forget it, happened in front off your buildin but nobody knows who did it What Where my dogs at? What what Where my dogs at? Uh Where my dogs at? What what Where my dogs at? Uh Where my dogs at? What what Where my dogs at? Uh Where my dogs at? What what Niggas is pussy Keep me runnin from the werewolf, owww Howling at the moon on the roof Eh, ah, no, get em Ten niggas on him, hope God's with him Give me the bat, let me split him I'll have em where the pillow and the casket won't fit him Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back Trieed to strike back Left him like that, layin up with the white hat Gettin right back at ya when I snatch ya up out the grave, nuthin but bones and ashes Hittin niggaz with gashes to the head Straight to the white meat but the street stay red But this girl gave me head for free Cause they see, who I'ma be by like 2003 That Nigga D took it there He thought it was a joke He went through like 20 G's and thought that I was broke, stupid That's what you get for thinkin and eventually found that's what you get for stinkin Blowin up the spot when you rot plus if it gets hot they know you dipped for four squared blocks Hit em with the ox to the grill Eh, ah, kill nigga kill Yet still they don't know I'ma rob who That dog DMX is a muthafuckin problem Aight Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Felix_Leiter Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 Originally posted by curreri13 18 th ave and what ............. whatevers good for you Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 [Dyme]Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?[DMX]Hey yo Boo, why do (good girls) like bad guys?Knowin that bad guys tell mad lies?(And why do) dog niggaz (want a honey wit class?)(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)[DMX]Uh, uhHey yo, who would ever think that the two would go goodMidtown honey, nigga from the hoodBut knock on wood, I got this bitch (what?) excuse meShe don't like to be called a bitch, try not to lose meThe rules we go by, where I'm from, she don't knowWhen I say I'm goin around the way, she won't go(Hell no) C'mon baby, you aight with meTryin to get you, to spend the whole night with me(But I'm a good girl) Uhh, that's why I like herCouldn't treat her like a hoodrat, didn't bite herTurn a church girl to a straight Ruff RyderTake her to the Ramada make it an all nighter(Oh no, I only go to the Swiss hotel)Fuckin with me? I have you in the back of the ChevelleLike what (what) hittin it raw dogg in the buttYou was good this mornin, but tonight you a slutChorus: DMX (Dyme)Why do (good girls) like bad guysKnowin that bad guys tell mad lies?(And why do) dog niggaz (want a honey wit class?)(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)Hey yo Boo, why do (good girls) like bad guysKnowin that bad guys tell mad lies?(Then why do) dog niggaz (want a honey wit class?)(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)[Dyme]Hey yo Boo, I'm diggin you, cause you make me wanna doall them things I was taught I wasn't supposed toI'm secure, keep it tight while you on tour(You fuckin wit a dog!) That's why I'm feelin you moreAttractive to me, wit yo' tacticsHit it like AHHH! Make me backflip(You been tryin to act, rich, that's why I taxed youAnd I just got married) Hell, but I ain't even ask you(I'm just tellin you, cause nowadays, bitches be flippin)One more bitch, I'm skippin (Damn girl, stop trippin)Cause you be actin like(Listen, I ain't always talkin moneyBut I will keep you wit a smile, and walkin funnySo what's it gon' be?) Yo, what you mean? (What to do?You want the nigga wit the slacks, or the jeans and the boots?You wanna be safe or be laced, cause you can be replaced)Yeah, you can be erased(Don't get slapped, babyface)Chorus[DMX]Man, I got shorty stayin out late (Well I keep him wit a cutand his nails stay clean) At least I get a nutAnd I got honey rebellin (And I stopped him from sellin)I be gettin away with murder, right? (shit, I ain't tellin)Straight out the hood (yeah, nigga you get mushy)I got honey suckin dick (and I got you eatin pussy)I can be good in a bad way (I can be bad in a good way)Girl, you ain't the same dog (that's what them rats in the hood sayor would say, if you was around them more often)I got honey smokin weed (it be havin me coughin)She keep the dog on the leash (when we walk in the streets)And if y'all think it's sweet (then the dog's off the leashNow I don't want no drama, wit no baby's mamaI might be a good girl, but I keeps the armor)Girl, you off the hook, but at least now I know whyGood girls like bad guysChorus[Dyme]Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?Uhh, uhhC'mon, yeah, I like thatC'mon, wha wha whatYeah yeah, DMXDyme, baby girlRuff Ryder, uhh, yeah.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bbbooom Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 [DMX]Uh, uh, uh, uh[Chorus]Bring it! What?We right hereWe're not goin anywhereWe right hereThis is ours and we don't shareWe right hereBring your crew cuz we don't careWe right hereUh, uh, uh[Verse 1]One mo' time,I gots to hit the streets off, make the streets talkLet 'em know it ain't a sweet walkThis gon' beThe only joint made this year that'll knock 'til 2003And y'all gon' seeThat the hottest nigga out there, was, is, and will be meJust like thatI can go away for a minute, do some other shit, but bounce right backAnd when it's onI'm comin strapped, with some shit that'll spit from dusk 'til dawnAnd when you goneAin't no comin back in the morning, like that shit was a dreamNigga you goneThat's for realCreep niggas like a seal, totin steel, stick a nigga make him squealOh my GodThose can't be the last words of ya man, damn ya man was so hardCome on![Chorus][Verse 2]Here we go againHow many million did my last one sell? Fuck it, I'm goin for tenThis never gon' stop; and every fuckin time I hit youit's goin straight to the top of the chartsThe championI'm a thoroughbred, my blood is strong, and I scratch 'til you doneCross the lineAnd ain't no more scratches after that, straight up, niggas is dyinYo, what the fuckIs you cats doin runnin around like this, like you won't get stuckYo, that's my wordI stay givin it to niggas, and I stay not really being heardBut, y'all gone seeThat the same things thou done to them, will be done to theeAnd then you'll knowThat sometimes though you come thru the front,you leavin out the backdo'Come on![Chorus][Verse 3]Bring the noiseAnd you better come with niggas you don't give a fuck about,Cuz you gone lose your boysCuz we don't playAnd the silencer will silence any cocksucker with somethin to sayDog for lifeWhether I'm on or off the leash I bite, streets are my lifeClick click boom {*gunshot*}Another life taken too soon, another mother had a funeralStill waters run deepAnd the pain is forever alive inside, makes it hard to sleepBut I keep goin, goinShit I'm always careful when I walk, I'm always seein, knowinThe dog gone liveStay walkin the wire, over the fire, when I can I giveThe dog is goodAnd how it's stayin dog gone fuck with the hoodThe dog fuck with the wood[Chorus] 2x[DMX]We right hereUh, uh, uh[Repeat until fade] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lulamishka Posted October 22 Report Share Posted October 22 ladyshady, i dunno why you have such a jaded view of yourself, but i think you're BEAUTIFUL!--just thought i'd insert my $0.02 in the midst of all the drama-- Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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