Watermelon, Chicken & Gritz
Nappy Roots lyrics
Nappy Roots lyrics
"Awnaw (Remix) Lyrics"
Jesus The California Kid Lyrics
CHORUS Jesus and the California Kid oh what Jesus did, for the California kid There's a school kid on the coastline who's the textbook case of cool He's out of sight he surfs alright and he ain't nobody's fool He's got a face that fits on GQ and a natural taste in style And everybody likes hime with that million dollar smile Well yo
CHORUS Jesus and the California Kid oh what Jesus did, for the California kid There's a school kid on the coastline who's the textbook case of cool He's out of sight he surfs alright and he ain't nobody's fool He's got a face that fits on GQ and a natural taste in style And everybody likes hime with that million dollar smile Well yo
Yo, yeah, this is the Rocafella remix
Killer-Cam, Nappy Roots, y'all ready?
Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy
Y'all done up and done it
Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy
Y'all done up and done it
Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy
Y'all done up and done it
Ah, y'all done up and done it
Man y'all done up and done it
[Fish Scales]
My first song was like forty-eight bars with no hooks
You hear me flippin thru my pages out my favorite notebooks
The microphone was in the closet, no headphones, we lost it
Niggas scared to get some water, roaches hangin over the faucets
No AC, Tez'll break a sweat just tryin to make beats
E-Dubz was being a hustler
always flirtin with all his customers, and flat broke
Nappy smokin blacks out on the back po'ch
I'm thinkin I got everything a country boy could ask for
[Big V]
Now what we do to get here? (say that boy)
Lay it down and bring it to ya raw (say that boy)
Hey now we hurt some, suffered for more, takes what we work for
Hated for for th
It Came Upon the Midnight Clear Lyrics
(Edmund H. Sears - Richard S. Willis) It came upon the midnight clear That glorious song of old From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold. Peace on the earth goodwill to men From heaven's old gracious king The world in Salem still is laid To hear the angels sing. --- Instrumental --- For Lord the days are hasting on By prophecy no more When with the every circling years Shall come the time for toll.
e cussin, but the hatred it made us cuss more(Edmund H. Sears - Richard S. Willis) It came upon the midnight clear That glorious song of old From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold. Peace on the earth goodwill to men From heaven's old gracious king The world in Salem still is laid To hear the angels sing. --- Instrumental --- For Lord the days are hasting on By prophecy no more When with the every circling years Shall come the time for toll.
Held on, but it was hard, stepped up, took charge
Ran through what we scared of, but what was we afraid for?
Look at what we made of, hard times done made us
Being here is alright, but must believe we want more!
[Jazze Pha]
Them country boys on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the side
Peep them vertical grills on the ride
And awww-aw-aww-aw
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awwwww
[Skinny DeVille]
My yegga, we hogwild, bet that from that roota to that toota file
Hell naw, them country boys ain't headed south for six miles
Kentucky mud, them kinfolk, twankies with them hundred spokes
Skullied on that front porch, plus you know they got dro
Seventy-nine coupe DeVille vertical Caddy grill
Interstate 65 heading down to Cashville
Glass filled, to the tippy top, back seat Benz
Spent my last cent on the rent, left with pocket lints
A damn shame, gotta grind anything and ever
Das Scharze Schiff Lyrics
Von zuhause ging sie fort ohne auch nur irgendein Wort. Denn im Herzen glaubte sie: Die verstehen mich hier doch nie! Das Leben auf dem Land hat sie satt und es zog sie in die Stadt. Die Gelegenheit noch heut' zu geh'n war fr sie so wunderschn. Das Mdchen mit den erloschenen Augen kannte sich vor Verzweiflung nicht mehr aus. Und das erste Mal seit langer Zeit dachte sie auch wieder an zu Haus'! Freunde hatte sie bald genug denn sie w
thingVon zuhause ging sie fort ohne auch nur irgendein Wort. Denn im Herzen glaubte sie: Die verstehen mich hier doch nie! Das Leben auf dem Land hat sie satt und es zog sie in die Stadt. Die Gelegenheit noch heut' zu geh'n war fr sie so wunderschn. Das Mdchen mit den erloschenen Augen kannte sich vor Verzweiflung nicht mehr aus. Und das erste Mal seit langer Zeit dachte sie auch wieder an zu Haus'! Freunde hatte sie bald genug denn sie w
Jimmy Crack Corn, cross the county line with Mary Jane
A long time, a gravel road, to cash and fame and sold my soul
To Hell and back, and back and forth, with same jeans and nappy 'fro
[R. Prophit]
I might, hop off the Harley, smoke mine like Bob Marley
Block parties with shawties, wallin like they swallowin Bacardi
Them butter-skin, Prophit gutter like kin
Understand you 'bout to lose ya life fuckin with them
[Jazze Pha]
Them country boys on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the side
Peep them vertical grills on the ride
And awww-aw-aww-aw
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awwwww
[Cam'Ron]
Killer, uh, when it come to New York
I'm the man around town, just trust me
Down in the buggy, I that cat down in Kentucky
Outta Bowling Green, heard ya holding cream
Mess with a city slicker, we could mould the team
We'll talk in code, smoker be the sandbox
Could be the hamhots, or be the lamb chops
Non ti sopporto piu Lyrics
Non ti sopporto pi?, davvero! Ma come faccio a dirtelo, devo buttarmi dal quinto piano? Vedi, non dormo pi?, ho il cuore in tasca e intanto tu... sbatti sbatti la bandiera al sole, ? tutta asciutta come le mie parole. Vedi, non ne posso pi?, l'Italia ? in festa e io sono gi?. Non ti sopporto pi?, davvero! Perch? mi hai rotto il blues, a me. Non ti sopporto pi?, sicuro! Perch? mi hai preso il blu del ciel. Se tu mi amassi un po' di
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We'll make wild mills, how illNon ti sopporto pi?, davvero! Ma come faccio a dirtelo, devo buttarmi dal quinto piano? Vedi, non dormo pi?, ho il cuore in tasca e intanto tu... sbatti sbatti la bandiera al sole, ? tutta asciutta come le mie parole. Vedi, non ne posso pi?, l'Italia ? in festa e io sono gi?. Non ti sopporto pi?, davvero! Perch? mi hai rotto il blues, a me. Non ti sopporto pi?, sicuro! Perch? mi hai preso il blu del ciel. Se tu mi amassi un po' di
I'll show you how that denial feel, trade in that cow grill
[Twista]
Finna head south, get up out the city
Smokin' on a fifty, feelin' pretty good
With a hood chick, gotta hit a little bit
Now she call me daddy in a caddy full of wood
Call me country, TV's on the headrest
Even if there ain't no seats in the back of me
I play the DVD's, for the cars on the streets
And the people in back of me
I'm trailin', a chevy with a grill or the black cadillac, got the option
If it ain't got rims when the drop on the block with no locks than it's not my concoction
Hurt 'em with the chrome, rollin' on chrome rims it's the twenties
This Nappy Roots and Twista, if it ain't dope then don't call it country
[Jazze Pha]
Them country boys on the rise!
With them big fat wheels on the side!
Peep the vertical grills on the ride!
And aw-awww-awww-awwwww!
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awwwwwwww!