Tear Yo Club Down

Gangsta Pat lyrics

Gangsta Pat lyrics

"Gangsta Party Lyrics"

Rush Songs Of Faith And Devotion Lyrics
Walk with me Open your sensitive mouth And talk to me Hold out your delicate hands And feel me Couldn't make any plans To conceal me Open your sensitive mouth Hold out your delicate hands With such a sensitive mouth I'm easy to see through When I come up When I rush I rush for you Cry for you Seen the tears Roll down from my eyes for you


PARTY!...PARTY!

PARTY!...PARTY!



[Verse 1]

Me and my G boys rush through the door

Time to get rowdy, we's about to take the floor

Gotta let em' know, represent, throw ya hood up

I yell "Where my G's at" and the whole club stood up

We bout to blow it out, these women lookin' stout

We fixin' to break em' off cause that's what we all about

The party don't stop, pop the top on the Moet

And if we run out, I got plenty we can go get

Diamonds on my neck, golds in my mouth

This is how we do it deep, down in the South

Candy paint jobs with the twenties on the Chevy

Plenty Optimos cause you know we rollin' heavy

You never can suspend me, you always see me rippin'

I keep the yok sta
Bye Bye Lyrics
Release date: 30. September 2002 Album: Happy Fool BYE BYE OOH BABY DO YOU FEEL LIKE YOU'VE GOT AWAY WITH YOUR LATEST TRICK WELL I'VE FOUND YOU OUT OOH BABY THE BIG WHEEL'S COMIN' ROUND AGAIN GONNA HIT YOU LIKE A COLD ROLLIN' STONE NEVER THOUGHT THAT WE WOULD COME RIGHT DOWN TO THIS OH..OHH THERE'S A MILLION LITTLE THINGS I'M GONNA MISS OH....OHH SO BYE,BYE SO LONG IT'S GONNA BE LON
shed just in case they start trippin'

In the parking lot hit the brakes to the beat

With Versace on my back and them gators on my feet



[Hook]

But cha' know it ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)

It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (PARTY!)



[Verse 2]

Welcome every hood from all around the city

The women lookin' good even though they ain't sedity

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

Ya better tak
I Need Lunch Lyrics
I-I don't need your company Girls like you all come for free I-I don't really wanna dance Girl, I just wanna get in your pants I-I don't wantcha to hang around Girl I don't need ya to drag me down Well I-I don't really wanna dance Girl, I just wanna get in your pants Now listen girl You try and try You want we're just more than friends You cry and cry You k
cover, we about to blow it up

Buck jumpin' to the beat, we all off in the street

We see it's all love but we still pack the heat

We keep it sucker free, steady firin' bud up

We all pimp sharp, we ain't tryin' to tear the club up

Down for whatever, styled women all around

Rollers in the back breakin' trees off of pounds

Niggas from the Mound, niggas from Blackhaven

We toss it up like Pac cause it ain't no ho savin'

Sippin' Alize, chiefin' hay with my click

V.I.P. section cause ya know we roll thick

20 deep on the creep, tryin' to get em' in

Drunk as a skunk still sippin' on gin



[Hook]



[Verse 3]

Me and my G boys rush through the door

Time to get rowdy, we's about to take the
Ill Never Turn My Back On You (fathers Words) Lyrics
This isn't living now A thing my father said to me And get a haircut, boy If you want a chance in respectable society Why did you stop writing? I knew you had some trouble, son But you should know by now That my number doesn't change Because a dirty deed is done. All I need from you And that's all Regardless of whatever you do And that is what you understand That I'll never turn my back
floor

Gotta let em' know, represent, throw ya hood up

I yell "Where my G's at" and the whole club stood up

We bout to blow it out, these women lookin' stout

We fixin' to break em' off cause that's what we all about

The party don't stop, pop the top on the Moet

And if we run out, I got plenty we can go get

Diamonds on my neck, golds in my mouth

This is how we do it deep, down in the South

Candy paint jobs with the twenties on the Chevy

Plenty Optimos cause you know we rollin' heavy

You never can suspend me, you always see me rippin'

I keep the yok stashed just in case they start trippin'

In the parking lot hit the brakes to the beat

With Versace on my back and them gators on my feet



[Hook]