-lo Make you bounce around like this was calyp-so Always shine cause I got the high pro glow You think that you can hide, you think you can lay low?
Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'? (Yeah, baby...) Is you headin' to the party life? (Is you rollin'? You can stall out or ball out...) Is you rollin'
on a tip like this; you aint neva stood for no sh.. like this, (Its just impossible) For you to get it if you don't wanna win; so get up off ya ass and
:] I like to fuck, bitch Once you go black you ain't never goin back Hop up in my Cadillac Let's go for a ride baby You ain't gotta take your panties
Is you rollin' rollin' rollin'? (Yeah, baby...) Is you headin' to the party life? (Is you rollin'? You can stall out or ball out...) Is you rollin' rollin
a tip like this; you aint neva stood for no sh.. like this, (Its just impossible) For you to get it if you don't wanna win; so get up off ya ass and
You Frown) Can I Be The One That You Love. (One That You Love) That Puts No One Above You.(Place Noone Above You) The One You Can Trust And The One That
the truth, you know love is all we need [Chorus] [Michael Jackson] We are the world We are the children [Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson] We are the
party But you can't have a party without a large Bacardu You got to keep the hottie moving like a Maserati A hundred million women wanna Tone up their body And I can
hard I ain't clueless, we can do this cause it's heated But don't trip, I got a .380 if it's needed This is a lesson you can pass or flunk So pile on
he said "This little homey gets bread like flossin You ain't Steve Austin, Elmo got paws in Boots Maybe you should move to Boston" But you get lost when you
and a white If a nigga don't win, we all jump in Wanna be me, but you can't see me Cuz I don't rap like Michael Jackson those little wee-wees Uck it,
kind of sick you, wanna show you what clips'll do Nothing ain't funny, these slugs ain't here to tickle you Splash, you see the flash, but the D's ain
wash You can't clean, tell em black He don't know yet, my discipline, how to act Stack with fume, and twenty-four flicks You can't win, takin shots like
So-lo Make you bounce around like this was calyp-so Always shine cause I got the high pro glow You think that you can hide, you think you can lay low?
weak bastards Run for cover police blastin Homies had to carry you out like he's had it Soft as bean salad, like you havin lunch with Michael Jackson