Funkmaster Flex Presents The Mix Tape Volume 1: 60 Minutes Of Funk
Funkmaster Flex lyrics
Funkmaster Flex lyrics
"Freestyle-Michelob Lyrics"
Zbyszek Lyrics
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[Funkmaster Flex]
Yeah, big shout to my man Michelob
Big shout to the Sound Pirates
Sixty Minutes of Funk, Volume II
Funkmaster Flex, let's get it on
[Michelob]
To the ladies.. five boroughs
Baby don't stop.. what you're doin
Baby don't stop.. (feelin you) what you're doin
(feelin you) Baby don't stop..
Estrangement Lyrics
In the night of my final sacrifice I sent my soul Into the vast and fathomless unknown to find a word A word, that indicates the beyond. It came back later and spoke: "I am myself heaven and
what you're doinIn the night of my final sacrifice I sent my soul Into the vast and fathomless unknown to find a word A word, that indicates the beyond. It came back later and spoke: "I am myself heaven and
Baby don't stop.. (five boroughs) what you're doin
(make em dance to this) Baby don't stop
She weighed about a dime and plus, eyes filled with lust
Body parts make my CK's bust but can't touch
She's out with the next man, spittin out grands
He puttin jewels on her hands, that cost like land
I can't compete he got shit on the s
Living My Life Lyrics
[Verse 1] Yeah, niggaz wanna wrap the roca, nah Bag, slag, wrap the roster, back the block up Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers Pass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash o
reet, my dough's week[Verse 1] Yeah, niggaz wanna wrap the roca, nah Bag, slag, wrap the roster, back the block up Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers Pass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash o
Got you laced in the illest of suites, Gucci sheets
So far from us, your hazel eyes front lust
or is it all these blunts, that be makin me nuts?
You got me feelin you, sweatin on your New York tone
I could be healin you, sexin you when he ain't home
A intellectual, baby we could start with the phone
or we could smoke some trees, like the
Definition Of A Don Lyrics
Fat Joe feat. Remy Martin Definition Of A Don Who's that nigga.. You heard the kid Fly was on the casket of all those who appose the squadus It's the motherfuckin Don Cartagena ya heard birds and bees
Got me hot like gunshots, stuck like traffic
Drippin like Dom P, girl you so freaky!
Move your body round like a sex machine
But honeydip wants nuttin but the green
Baby don't stop.. what you're doin
Baby don't stop.. what you're doin
Baby don't stop.. what you're doin
Baby don't stop.. what you're doin ..
Fat Joe feat. Remy Martin Definition Of A Don Who's that nigga.. You heard the kid Fly was on the casket of all those who appose the squadus It's the motherfuckin Don Cartagena ya heard
Got me hot like gunshots, stuck like traffic
Drippin like Dom P, girl you so freaky!
Move your body round like a sex machine
But honeydip wants nuttin but the green
Baby don't stop.. what you're doin
Baby don't stop.. what you're doin
Baby don't stop.. what you're doin
Baby don't stop.. what you're doin ..