putting it to bed for the night. I fell through a hole in the flag I'm falling through a hole in the flag Help! Don't put it down Best one around Crazy
] I put footprints in them couches I put so much in my two step Put on for my city, I aint got no choice but to rep I put straight shots in they hair
So put your hearts in the air Put your hearts in the Put your hearts in the air Put your hearts in the Put your hearts in the air Put your hearts in the
pictures And sittin talkin' 'bout bitches that we almost had I don't think I'm concious of making monsters Outta the women that I sponsor til it all goes bad But shit it
, step on the scales stare at the number You say you dropping 10 pounds, preparing for summer And you don't do it for the man, men never notice You just do it
the amplifier Everybody is getting tired Of pushing buttons on their radio Where was it wrote down They got to cram it down our throats I don't give
it to ya harder Tonight I'ma turn ya body out Relax; let me do it how I wanna If you got it I need it and I'ma put it down Buckle up; I'ma give it to
same, might spit-talk to it Then "Change The Game", might Crip-Walk to it But never Harlem shake it, Harlem make it, Harlem break it Dawg, I ain't hardly
on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin low in
What it do, do What it do What it do What it do baby girl Get on the dance floor Will you put your drink down Come and dance with me What it do baby
t knowin how we gone put it down (Come On) Cocked aim to shoot [P. Did] To spray it down [Rhymes] Steam rollin you niggas [P. Did] And lay it down [Rhymes
gone put it down (Come On) Cocked aim to shoot [P. Did] To spray it down [Rhymes] Steam rollin you niggas [P. Did] And lay it down [Rhymes] Niggas frontin
you turning down all them other dudes, But I, Ain't nothing like them, no Can't fight the feeling, Girl I wanna know about you, yeah, Baby don't you
put on my heart you don't need a ring and i promise our time away won't change my love there goes my baby (oo girl look at you) you don't know how good
ain't got shit to do with it Bygones'll never be bygones so won't be finished swallowin' my wad I ain't finished blowin' it, nice bra Hope it'll fit
Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our heads Where a shoot out jumped off mine people lay dead It sounded like it happend with a mac 10 blast But it was
big time is what you wanted The devil put the strap in your palm And now you got it And you shot it Chorus It's going down now On forever Square
step [Buckshot Shorty] Can I hear it for Buckshot? (Buckshot) Buck's hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don't stop It be hot, y'all niggas is worthless
