Dre Dr lyrics
Dre Dr lyrics
"Wit Dre Day Explicit Lyrics"
Superhomem-A CanO Lyrics
SUPERHOMEM - A CANO Gilberto Gil 1979 Um dia Vivi a iluso de que ser homem bastaria Que o mundo masculino tudo me daria Do que eu quisesse ter Que nada Minha poro mulher, que at ento se resguardara a poro melhor que trago em mim agora que me faz viver Quem dera Pudesse todo homem compreender, oh, me, quem dera Ser o ver
SUPERHOMEM - A CANO Gilberto Gil 1979 Um dia Vivi a iluso de que ser homem bastaria Que o mundo masculino tudo me daria Do que eu quisesse ter Que nada Minha poro mulher, que at ento se resguardara a poro melhor que trago em mim agora que me faz viver Quem dera Pudesse todo homem compreender, oh, me, quem dera Ser o ver
Album: The Chronic
[Fuck] Wit Dre Day
[Intro...]
[Dr.Dre]
Yeah.
Hell yeah
Know what I'm saying
Hell yeah
[main song]
[Dr.Dre]
Mr. Buster,
Where the fuck you at?
Can't scrap a lick,
So I know you got your gatt!
Your dick on "hard"
>From fucking your own dogs:
The Hoods you threw up with.
Niggaz you grew up with
Don't even respect your ass.
That why its time for the doctor
To check your ass, Nigga.
Used to be my hommie;
Used to be my ace.
Now I want to slap the taste out-cha mouth.
Make you bow-down to the Row!
Fucking me? Naaah,
Fucking you little ho!
Oh, don't think I forgot...
Let you slide...
Let me ride...
Just another homicide!
Yeah, it's me, so I'm'a talk on;
Stompin' on the EZ-est streets that you can walk on!
So strap on your Compton hat,
Your locs, and watch your back,
Cause you might get s
Sweet Pear Macmanus Lyrics
Sweet pear, sweet pear Those who say they love you would never dare I'll watch out for you I'll always be there In the hour of distress you need not fear In all the world there's only one true love And finding it's hard enough I bless whatever's in the sky above For bringing you to me But there's a void without your kiss I wake on the precipice above the abyss And though the touch of your lips these fears dismiss Make no mistake there is an ache I have to live with
moked loc.
And pass the Bud.
It's stay low-key
B.G.
Cause you lost all your hommies love.
(A)nd call it what you want to --
You fucked with me;
Now it's a must that I fuck with you.
[side out 1]
Yeah,
That's the fuck that I'm talking about.
We have your mother-fuckin' record company surrounded.
Put down the candy and let the little boy go.
You know what I'm saying!
Punk mother-fucker.
[Snoop Dogg]
Bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yeah,
Doggy Dogg's in the mother-fuckin' house.
Bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yeah.
Death Row's in the mother-fuckin' house.
Bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yeah.
The sounds of a dog brings me to another day.
Play with my bone would you Timmy!?!
It seems like you're good
for making jokes about your Jimmy.
Well here's a Jimmy joke about your momma
That you might not like;
I heard she was a Frisco Dike!
But fuck your momma.
I'm talking about you and me--
Toe to toe
T
Your bark was loud,
But your bite wasn't vicious.
And them rhymes your were kicking
Were quite booty-licious.
You get with Doggy Dogg--
"Oh is he crazy"
With your mamma and your daddy hollerin',
"Baby".
So what that let you know?
That if you fuck with Dre, Nigga,
You fuckin' with Death Row!
And I ain't even swingin' them things.
I'm hollerin' "1-8-7"
With my dick in your mouth, Bitch!
[side-out 2]
[Dre]
Yeah Nigga,
Compton and Long Beach
Together on this mother-fucker.
So you wanna pop that shit,
Get your mother-fuckin' cranium cracked, Nigga,
Step on up!
Now, we ain't no mother-fuckin' joke,
So remember the name
Mighty, Mighty DR!
Yeah, mother-fucker.
[Snoop]
[Dre.]
Now understand this, my Nigga Dre can't be touched.
Luke's bendin' over...
So Luke's gettin' fucked, Buster!
Musta thought I sleezy.
I thought I was a mark
Cause I used to hang with EZ. {EaZy-E}
Animosity made you speak what you spoke.
Yeah.
Hey yo Dre.
What up!
Trip this Nigga off loc!
If it ain't another ho
That I gotta fuck with;
Gap'd teeth in your mouth
So my dick's got to fit!
With my nuts on your tonsles,
While you on stage rappin'
At your wack-ass concert.
And I'ma snatch your ass from the back side,
To show you how Death Row('ll)
Pull off that Hoo-ride.
Now you might not understand me
'Cause I'ma rob you in Compton
And blast you with Miami.
Then we gon(na) creep to South Central
On a street-knowledge mission?
As I steps in the temple.
Spot him!
Got him!
As I pulls out my strap.
Got my chrome to the side of his white-sox hat!
You try'na check my hommie--
You bes' check yourself!
Cause when you diss Dre,
You diss yourself!
Mother-fucker
Sweet pear, sweet pear Those who say they love you would never dare I'll watch out for you I'll always be there In the hour of distress you need not fear In all the world there's only one true love And finding it's hard enough I bless whatever's in the sky above For bringing you to me But there's a void without your kiss I wake on the precipice above the abyss And though the touch of your lips these fears dismiss Make no mistake there is an ache I have to live with
moked loc.
And pass the Bud.
It's stay low-key
B.G.
Cause you lost all your hommies love.
(A)nd call it what you want to --
You fucked with me;
Now it's a must that I fuck with you.
[side out 1]
Yeah,
That's the fuck that I'm talking about.
We have your mother-fuckin' record company surrounded.
Put down the candy and let the little boy go.
You know what I'm saying!
Punk mother-fucker.
[Snoop Dogg]
Bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yeah,
Doggy Dogg's in the mother-fuckin' house.
Bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yeah.
Death Row's in the mother-fuckin' house.
Bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yeah.
The sounds of a dog brings me to another day.
Play with my bone would you Timmy!?!
It seems like you're good
for making jokes about your Jimmy.
Well here's a Jimmy joke about your momma
That you might not like;
I heard she was a Frisco Dike!
But fuck your momma.
I'm talking about you and me--
Toe to toe
T
If You Say My Eyes Are Beautiful Feat Jermaine Jackson Lyrics
J: If you say my eyes are beautiful It's because they're looking at you And if you could only see yourself You'd feel the same way too You could say that I am a dreamer Who's had a dream come true If you say my eyes are beautiful It's because they're looking at you W:Ooh... If you wonder why I'm smiling It's because I'm happy with you And the warm sensations, touch my heart And fill me through and through I could hold you close forever And never let you go If you s
m M_U_TJ: If you say my eyes are beautiful It's because they're looking at you And if you could only see yourself You'd feel the same way too You could say that I am a dreamer Who's had a dream come true If you say my eyes are beautiful It's because they're looking at you W:Ooh... If you wonder why I'm smiling It's because I'm happy with you And the warm sensations, touch my heart And fill me through and through I could hold you close forever And never let you go If you s
Your bark was loud,
But your bite wasn't vicious.
And them rhymes your were kicking
Were quite booty-licious.
You get with Doggy Dogg--
"Oh is he crazy"
With your mamma and your daddy hollerin',
"Baby".
So what that let you know?
That if you fuck with Dre, Nigga,
You fuckin' with Death Row!
And I ain't even swingin' them things.
I'm hollerin' "1-8-7"
With my dick in your mouth, Bitch!
[side-out 2]
[Dre]
Yeah Nigga,
Compton and Long Beach
Together on this mother-fucker.
So you wanna pop that shit,
Get your mother-fuckin' cranium cracked, Nigga,
Step on up!
Now, we ain't no mother-fuckin' joke,
So remember the name
Mighty, Mighty DR!
Yeah, mother-fucker.
[Snoop]
[Dre.]
Now understand this, my Nigga Dre can't be touched.
Luke's bendin' over...
So Luke's gettin' fucked, Buster!
Musta thought I sleezy.
I thought I was a mark
Cause I used to hang with EZ. {EaZy-E}
Animosity made you speak what you spoke.
Yeah.
Hey yo Dre.
What up!
Trip this Nigga off loc!
If it ain't another ho
That I gotta fuck with;
Gap'd teeth in your mouth
So my dick's got to fit!
With my nuts on your tonsles,
While you on stage rappin'
At your wack-ass concert.
And I'ma snatch your ass from the back side,
To show you how Death Row('ll)
Pull off that Hoo-ride.
Now you might not understand me
'Cause I'ma rob you in Compton
And blast you with Miami.
Then we gon(na) creep to South Central
On a street-knowledge mission?
As I steps in the temple.
Spot him!
Got him!
As I pulls out my strap.
Got my chrome to the side of his white-sox hat!
You try'na check my hommie--
You bes' check yourself!
Cause when you diss Dre,
You diss yourself!
Mother-fucker